These last photos almost made it look like the guy in my pussy had blown his stuff right up through me and I was "burping" it out of my mouth.As the g...y in me was finishing, I couldn’t resist the urge to touch his face. These guys were the best-looking men I would ever have the chance to fuck. I gently held out my hand, touched his cheek, and trailed my finger down to his quivering chin. When he was finally done, he looked up at me and then at Chris as if waiting for direction. Should he pull. Main apne ghar mein apne gharwalo se bol di ki mujhe office se training ke liye kuch din bahar rahna padega. Toh un logo ko laga ki main office ki kaam ki wajah se bahar ja rahi hu.Main hamesha office ki meeting ki wajah se kabhi kabhi ek do din bahar rahti hu isliye mere gharwalo ko koi problem nahi thi. Main aur mera boyfriend train se hill station ja rahe the. Humne do din tak rukne ka plan kiye the aur wahi par hum log hotel lekar rahne ka plan kiye the.Ye sab planning mere boyfriend ne ki. "Fuck it!" I smoothed out the hem of my skirt and left the cubicle and washed my hands.I would have to endure spending the afternoon wearing come-stained nylons; an anonymous donor's sperm smeared on my cunt.But I was wrong! It turned out not to be an ordeal. The more I thought about it, the hotter I got. I had aroused a man to the point where he couldn't help himself but to break into my drawers and wank off into my nylons! Such power! Such sensuality!My cunt began to moisten and my juices. Logic would simply say I never turned it on because my hand was entwined with yours. I think it was something deeper, something without a name. I was meant to just listen to the smooth hum of the road, the noise soothing to me. At times, your hand opened. I would trace your palm with a fingertip, soft and slow, already memorizing some mysterious flesh map. A beautiful, looping terrain. Later, you would ask why I did that. I was scared to say and you, with a silly smile, said to not be afraid..