‘We can’t let your hair be seen. It is too short. You’ll need a shawl even under a hood.’ She went back into her dressing room and returned w...th a silk Paisley shawl and a handful of scarves. She tied one of the scarves tightly around my head. It covered my forehead and all my hair. Then she wrapped the shawl over the scarf, crossed it under my armpits and tied it behind my back. The shawl covered my lower face just leaving my nose and eyes visible. ‘Apart from a coat, that should do.’ I tried. My cock is rock hard, nearly hurting in the boxer."Emma. I want you. Badly".She stands while I remain sat on the sofa. I make the pantyhoses glide down. I'm facing the black laced twin of her bra. I put a kiss on the lower part of her belly. My hands fly at her butt, grab it. I kiss her crotch with the nice, firm yet soft weight of her ass in my hands. I start sliding her panty down, inch by inch, kissing the skin that appears. Her hands are on my head, playing with my hair, my ears, making me. Ye sab ho jane k baad dikshu ne mujhse kaha k jaan kal kahi bahar long drive par chalte hai na. so maine pehle to use mana kiya k aate waqt bahot late ho jayenga but uske bahot zyada zidd karne par mai maan bhi gaya or hamne raat me he decide kiya k kahi bahar Nagpur se around 50-60km ki range me kahi ghumkar aayenge.So as decided last night humlog morning me 10baje k karib college k pass he mile nd jaha decide kiya tha waha k liye nikal padhe. Within city dikshu mujhse thoda door he baithi thi. She sucked his tongue into her mouth and they shared a common breath. Hovering above her on all fours did not avail her mind on what her mouth now craved. Hard or soft was of no concern to her as she finally spoke in a language he could understand. I want a taste. Feeling his knees move to the side of her ribcage she paid no heed or even cared where his hands were going to go. Her lips parted for the reception and her tongue waved. She greeted his stiffness warmly as the head of his shaft.