And I kept my hand on her left boob over her blouse and started pressing slowly. She left out a small moan. She now pulled my dicks foreskin and was g...ving me a handjob inside my shorts. I adjusted her pallu and inserted my hand inside her blouse.I was pressing her boobs over her bra and making circles over her nipple region. She was moaning and started stroking my dick very fast. I was about to cum. And I told her to slow down. But she made me cum immediately and removed her hand and licked. Uske nipples pe meri aakh atak jati hai. Woh 5’6 hai aur main 5’8. Woh mere pass ati hai aur mere gale pe hath rakhti hai. Mujhe zor se kiss karti hai. Mera lund uski naabi pe rub hota hai. Aur main uski gand ko masalta hu pakadke. Fir woh neeche jati hai mera chest ko kiss karti hai, nipples ko lick karti hai.Aur neeche jate hue mera stomach aur mera abdoman ko kiss karte hua mera lund tak pahonchti hai. Woh mere lund ko hath mein leke masalti hai. Aur jeeb nikalke pink top ko jeeb pe ragati. He had some more weight back on him than when she first saw him, but… Anxiety now mingled with anticipation within her. She had been informed of his survival not long after Starfleet, and the Superintendent had arranged transport out to him at the starbase where he was being treated – and incarcerated, pending an extensive debriefing and a subsequent investigation. It killed her to have to leave him and return to Earth after a few weeks to complete her final exams, though they promised each. In the short years since graduation, she had developed a solid expertise in seismology and hydrology. Lot of good that did her, her job was gone with the arrival of the Sa’arm, and her latest jerk boyfriend was gone when informed of her new pregnancy. Janelle’s wrong kind of light consistently attracted the wrong kind of man, and as a result, even her sponsor level CAP held marginal comfort. So far, her luck held true - she had already been on the wrong side of the gray barriers of four.