I thought it’s the right time to tell him that I want him to have sex with me.I started fondling his back and opened my eyes.He realized that I am n...t sleeping and tried to run away.I asked him to stop.I could easily see fear in his eyes.I asked,”What were you doing Sandeep?”He replied,” N..N..Nothing Bhabhi….I was…..just.”I went near him and closed his mouth with my hands and said,”Come on sandeep, why did you stop theFun?Lets do it more.”There was a sigh of relief in his eyes.He asked”Bhabhi. " Nah! You're fine. If I know anything about barbecue, it is best eaten hot." No! I need to shower. You go ahead and eat. I'll be back soon." I bolted out the door.In the shower, I masturbated furiously. I didn't understand what was happening to me. Nobody, man or woman, had affected me like that before. I typically didn't get aroused by visual images, most often I got hot from mental images from novels and audio stories. There I could paint an idealized picture in my mind that no photo or. She didn’t weigh much, but it still took a lot of energy to pin her to the wall and pump my cock into her like that. Too much longer and I would gas out.I redoubled my efforts. My steady, rhythmic pumping turned to hard, desperate thrusts. The sound of my balls smacking her booty almost made me slow down, I didn’t want to get caught. Then again, if I didn’t finish soon, I might not get to at all. Noise be damned, I powered through. The familiar tingle turned to warmth. The warmth swelled to an. I'd go as far as to say, that it was the biggest compliment and confidence boost... ever. As Ritchie gingerly walked around the back of the car I took a swig of water and swished the remnants of cum in a couple of swallows. I checked my face in the vanity mirror. Considering the treatment my mouth and lips got, I looked OK. At least nothing that a touch-up of lippy couldn't sort. I was applying the pink stick as Ritchie got in and buckled up.Show over! Our truck driving friend had disappeared.