Then after some time she replied with hii!! To my comment.Then I asked her what is her name(she had a random name on her ISS id!!).So she replied that...she wants to keep it secret I said ok. and then the chat started btw us.At first we talked about usual things like what she liked she said she liked listening music. Then I asked her what she was doing she said she is a trainee at some software firm. I asked her if she reads the ISS stories regularly.?? She replied: no I just read it some times. I can't let... Steve... cum inside me bare though. A little pain and humiliation is better than HIV or hepatitis."Fine, yes. You can cum on my face."He didn't even break his rhythm as he kept fucking me. "Like I said, I can be convinced if you really like it on your face. You'll have to do better than that."He was only pulling part way out now before grinding back into me. He was fucking me fast and hard, and his breathing was getting heavier and heavier. I was running out of time. "Please sir.. I was waiting in the hall with food placed on the dining table.I called Aditi. She told she was in the bathroom would be just a minute. I waited. Suddenly I heard a scream. I went to the bedroom. She had slipped on the floor. I helped her up and asked whether she was ok. But then I started to notice her cleavage in her towel, her flaunting wet hair.She also saw me noticing them. We both were numb. I said I will wait outside. She said she will come back in 5 minutes. After a while, she came out. On his return, Mandy was sitting by the mirrors perched on a Pilates ball. She’d taken off her leggings; they lay discarded by the mats. Her underwear matched the aqua crop top perfectly, but they were Brazilian style lace, clearly not fit to be worn as gym shorts.He stood before her grinning, no longer confused. Finally, he was taking the hint. She was glad the kissing hadn’t caused Mark to freak out and abandon their session, or that he didn’t seem put off by her bold move of removing her.