Usaki choot itni jaldi wet jaegi pata nahi tha, lekin ek baat gazab thi ki uski choot andar se kaafi garam thi aur kanika mere lund ki savaari karte h...e apni gaand matka rahi thi jis se mera excitement level badh gaya tha. Kanika ko jhadne mein do minute bhi nahi lage lekin maine apna bhookha lund uski choot se nikaale bina hi use ghodi bana kar chodne laga, kanika ki awwazo se uska flat goonjne laga tha aur is baar hum donno ek baar phir jhad gae.Hum donno ne baathroom mein ja kar apne apne. "Don't look at me," I plead with him.Gently, but irresistibly, he lifts up my arms and pins both wrists above my head. He opens my shirt still wider.Now his fingers are tracing a soft path over my bare legs, tickling under my knees. He unzips my skirt, pulls it gently to the side. His fingers slip under my panties at the side, and I lift my hips so he can strip me completely.I hardly know what I’m doing any more. When I look again, my school uniform is scattered on the grass. I see the sun on. He was slight but muscular, a common attribute of miners. His full beard masked a contagious smile, and his oversized hat hid his warm eyes. What made her heart warm was his attire, not what he was wearing, but what was missing.He had donned the standard garb of the day. The heavy britches tucked inside the sturdy work boots, held up with suspenders and a simple woolen or cotton shirt. What was missing was the sweat stained clothes and the total covering of dust that marked a person who spent. You smiled against my pussy, and retracted your tongue into your mouth, making me wait. I groaned as you laughed at my frustration, begging you to resume your aggressive ravishing. Slowly once again, you extended your tongue and went straight to my clit, flicking it. I twitched at the amazing sensation shooting through my body. Your hands reached up to grab my breasts and pinch my nipples, and I came closer and closer to the amazing release. You expertly licked my clit, alternating between up.