Gina pushed harder, moving her hand back and forth. She could feel the slick hot flesh spread and open under the assault of her thrusts. Then one last...push and her hand slid inside me! I gasped as my pussy swallowed her whole hand! Carefully she tucked her fingers into a fist making sure her fingernails were pointed inward and sucked my clit as her fist began to rotate in circles deep in my pussy.I had never felt anything like it in my life. I gasped and moaned, a long quavering groan of joy as. ”“So how often do you see him.” I asked, not really sure if I wanted to hear the answer. “Mmmm about every other day, sometimes in the mornings, sometimes afternoon sometimes at night. We like to fuck in public places, its such a thrill thinking that we might be seen or even caught. I've let him take me in all sorts of places. Sometimes if we meet in the day he insists that I don't wear any underwear, its exciting going round the supermarket or going to a cafe with no knickers on. I've even. On the first day we started the basics of the language and I too felt comfortable about it. She always used to wear the Indian dress code, that is salwar kameez, but I marked that she looked too good in that. When she used to sit crossed legs her enchanting thighs could not let me concentrate properly on the studies. As days passed we became more versatile to each other and exchanged numbers for the sake that if in any chance the class may have to be cancelled or my schedule had to change as I. It was through the officer in question, the one she had the relationship with that was frowned upon by the military. It was through her relationship with him that she realized she enjoyed having a man dominate her.I, previously of the US Army and now fellow student at the University of Hawaii, Hilo campus, was her goal. She would be mine and I would be hers, if she had her way. To hear her tell it, I was able to make her melt with a look, thrill her with my voice, and put her on the brink of.