I- Shweta I find you hot and I want to fuck you. I was direct.She- Started laughing. Are you mad? Your girlfriend is here.I- Don’t worry she knows a...out it.She – Smiled and said at least take a different room.I was so happy to hear that. I took her to the next room. Switched off the lights and threw her on the bed and turned her back and pressed her butts. Her ass is so big I said ‘Tumhara gaand bohot bada hai. ‘ ( Your ass is huge) and pulled her jeans down. I wondered why she was not wearing. I put my mouth over her clit and began sucking, her hands held my head down .Her legs began to shake she was again screaming .yes, yes over and over until her orgasm subsided. When she finally let go of my head I looked up at her.I want to fuck you I whispered ,kissing her softly.I was looking for a response,with her eyes staring at me she said no. Maybe some other time she said let me think about it,her hand still stroking my cock.You are beautiful I said sliding my hand up her body. It was subtle and would have been effective apart from that false start involving Angela's father. I couldn't believe the currency story. It just didn't fit. There was only one conclusion I kept returning to. Angela's father was alive and someone wanted to find him rather badly.I decided to keep my speculations to myself. It was just a gut feeling. I hadn't a scrap of evidence but whenever my thoughts turned down that track, the little warm prickling sensation at the back of my mind grew. "Oooh." I whispered as she slid her fingers beneath the sheet, then slid them sideways back and forth, close enough for her fingertips to touch the fringes of my pubic hair. She'd borrowed all my best tricks. And she never got around to doing my back.My penis was still pushing upward against the sheet. It projected several inches beyond the edges of my pubis, not touching my belly at all in its full rigid state. On the outside of the sheet now, her hand brushed over the mound on it's way down.