The cops are having a great time looking you over, but it might be more believable that you are a cop, if your boobs and other lady parts were better ...idden." he said."Gee what a sexist thing to say," I replied with a laugh.I went back to the room I had occupied last. I found my clothes and put on a pair of soiled jeans and a clean thick tee shirt. The reason I chose the thick tee was that I was cold. The mountains got cold at night even in the summer I was told, and full summer wasn't even. "Shit... You're not half bad, pretty boy." Whitney complimented, her hand balling up against the wall as she grit her teeth to hold back a moan."But I didn't tell you to stop yet." She added, her voice nearing a growl.A tingle shot down Zack's spine at Whitney's words, and goosebumps appeared along his skin as he tried to stop himself from quaking in pleasure from nothing but the blonde's gruff voice. Closing his eyes, Zack leaned in again, his fingers curling around the base of Whitney's 8 and. Show me how good you are at fucking” he says into my ear. I start to ride his stiff dick moving slowly because of my soreness. He reaches around me and fondles my tits molding them, squeezing and releasing them, teasing the nipple of one while palming the other. The manipulation causes my nipples to harden like points, he feels this and starts to pinch them whispering to me “see how you like getting fucked, see what a whore you are. You know you like being our whore, don’t you?” I shake my head. One by one I bit on both her nipples and squeezed her melons. She was moaning very loudly and breathing very heavily. She rode me like that for about 15-20 minutes she screamed ‘I’m about to cum… I’m about to cum!’ To which I replied ‘don’t cum while riding me! The patch on the trousers won’t go!’ She got off me and sat on her seat with her legs to be opened to give me a direct view of her pussy.She pulled her saree up and I noticed she had clean shaven it this time. She said ‘your Bhaiya.