We held each other and French kissed. My hands were on her breasts, squeezing them and teasing her nipples while she firmly held my erect cock and str...ked it gently. I guess she did not want me to ejaculate and waste my cum. wanted to fuck me again and not waste my sperm on a handjob. I liked her style.As we kissed, Sindhu and I rolled over and she got on top of me. She straddled me and expertly guided my erect hard cock into her wet pussy. In her eagerness, she moved her ass too fast and the. Around 11pm I become tired, start feeling sleepy in tv room, I was about to fall asleep when suddenly I was terrified I heard my mami screaming’ ajayyy !!!! Ajayy !!! Arrhey kameeney kaha ho!!’ I ran up saying ‘aaya mami’, I arrive in her room and she is curled up like ballI ask whats up?She say’arrhe baut dard hora hai kand pey zara dabao plz’,she was in painI was soo horny, she was wearing silk salwar kameez suit, purple one.I suggested to massage with oil, she agreed, I rolled up her kameez. ‘She’ll be in mortal danger, for every second that she remains in their filthy hands! I have to find her and rescue her, but how? I dare not go to the cops. Damn, damn, damn!’ He searched the apartment, frantically looking for some sort of clue, but there was none. It was obvious from the way the place had been ransacked, that they’d searched the place thoroughly, looking for something? It was also clear, from the minimal amount of clothing and underwear remaining in her bedroom, that Alicia. From there... well, needless to say, that dress is now on my bedroom floor, along with all the black lace and satin I was wearing underneath. I propped myself up onto one elbow and looked at him. His body radiated with satisfaction- the kind of glow you only get from and intense session of fucking. I smiled to myself and ran my fingers up his sheet-covered thighs and torso. He growled- a deep, masculine sound. Laughing, I buried my face his neck, taking in his masculine musk and bit him, ever.