I was luring her. I could feel her breathing, heavily breathing. I holded both of her hands and pulled them above her head on the wall and started to ...iss her passionately. Her heavy breathing was even more tempting.While I was kissing her, I started the shower and hetal mami in her black dress was all wet and I continued kissing her.I then stopped the shower and looked her in the eyes, intensely. I again kissed her and my toungue went rolling on her neck, where I licked the water droplets off. I couldn’t belove it but i could feel another orgasm building up deep inside me. This time i kept quiet and he kept up the steady rhythm in and out. It wasnt long before i had my third orgasm of the night. This one was smaller but still amazing. He slowly pulled it out as my pussy stopped squeezing his cock. Looking back barely able to move to i could see his cock still rock hard and dripping with my juices. He must have been able to tell i was very satisfied and exhausted. He got up. I jump, aided by a sharp thrust with my pole.Feet dancing on snow, making sure my light footsteps are visible as I soar forwards. Landing on firm snow several meters ahead, I risk another glance backwards, confirming that my pursuers are still on my trail.I hurry on, keeping myself busy. Thrusting myself across her crevasses. One slight mistake and I will be lost in her depths. Thinking about how it would feel to enter that deep, alluring hole. All worries put aside. No more regretting the once. All reservations gone, I asked him if we could take the day off tomorrow so that we could go out to the small hill station just outside the city. He agreed, and the next day we took off on his bike, riding the 50 kilometers to the base of the hill. It was a lush verdant green-space, and we parked his bike at one of the small shops there. We hired a climbing rope and gear from the shop, and set off, wanting to climb the hill cross-country and do some rock-climbing along the way. The narrow path.