Suresh, the Uber taxi driver, was a friendly chap, and we spoke about many things.Around 10.30AM, Suresh pulled his taxi into a lavish compound. There...was greenery all around. As the farmhouse was outside Lonavala city, there was a peaceful serenity in the air. Only a few birds chirped here and there. The road leading to Nandini’s farmhouse was up and down, and the taxi jerked a lot.Suresh parked the car in front of the house. The front door was open, and Nandini rushed out to greet me. What I. As we spoke about work she slightly parted her legs, unable to help myself I slid my thick manly fingers up the inside of her thigh, and slowly worked my was up. Reena said nothing but let out a gasp of breath closed eyes in let her head flop back. Within 6 inches from the hem of her skirt my fingers found her hairless pussy lips already wet and sticky. “No panties again huh” I asked, Reena looked at me and said “ I very rarely wear panties, it make me feel very restricted”. With her saying. She climbed on top of me and positioned herself just above my face i looked uo and could see her swollen pussy lips and smell the juices i pulled my headup to herpussy but she just pushed it back down again 3 or 4 times this happened and i was getting frustrated with her teasing the suddenly she let go of my hair and pusheed her pussy towards my face straight away my tongue eagerly went into her hole as deep as i could push it she was starting to moan and this just made me push my tongue deeper. We messaged almost every day. Started to sent double meaning messages and she reacted positive. I used to masturbate daily while message her.She started to tell about her personal life, about her problems etc. She also said her husband had lost unrest in her. On hearing this I was very happy. I replied her that your husband is a waste. If I get a chance I will fuck her till you die” she saw the msg and didn’t reply. I was afraid and said short, still no reply.Later that night she msg as “Is it.