The room was filled with sounds of my squeezing and her moaning.This continues for 20 minutes then we stoppedShe was soaked in sweat.Now sweat started...dropping from her t-shirt. Looking at her.I told her to take restAfter 5 mins she came and was very excited and asked for other exercises.I said it’s enough for today.Priya- thank you for teaching me sirAnd she hugged me.I could smell her sweat and it’s turning me horny.I too hugged her tighter.We stood there hugging for 5 mins.I also licked some. My car seems to have broken down, and my phone picked now to die as well. Could I use your phone to call the auto club?”“Of course, Ma’am. But, several of my brothers are studying engineering. Perhaps one of them could get it going quicker than waiting for a service truck.”“I guess that’s worth a try. But, please call me Marcie. I’m really not old enough to be a ma’am.”“Yes, Ma—Marcie. I’m William. Please come in and have a seat. I’ll go round up a couple of the guys.”“Thank you.”Marcie looked. Your lipstick and eyebrows were startling against your pale-powdered face and the blusher only recreated the real heat behind your makeup. You were sexier than I'd ever imagined. Any of my lesbian friends would have loved a girl like you, sheer fucking submission and open to just about anything. I could see it in your face. You felt beautiful, soft and feminine - I watched as the masculinity ebbed from you. I almost came there and then, but it was time for the reward we'd promised you if you'd. Bree turned the key in the ignition. It went ‘click’. “Fuck!” The guy who’d given her a battery boost last time this happened told her the starter was going bad. He had offered to put in another if she went to Atlantic City with him for the weekend. “Just a date, Bree.” She’d just thanked him saying, “My mother wouldn’t approve.” Her mother was dead; she should have taken him up on his offer. She wouldn’t be sitting out here in torrential rain, in a car that wouldn’t start, with clothes that.