It was a summer thunderstorm of epicproportions and the road was swilling with water. As I neared a bus stop,I noticed Whitney waiting and getting soa...ed from the spray. I pulledover and lowered the window."Whitney!" I called. "Would you like a lift?"Startled but pleased, she hurried over and climbed in; her long legsappeared; filling the front footwell. She slipped her wet shoes off herfeet. She had large, fairly slender, feet, but they looked sexy in theblack nylon. Sexy enough to kiss and. In the shower I made sure to shave any stray hairs on my body, and to tidy up my neat landing strip above my sex. I applied good smelling lotion all over my naked skin, and then made sure to do my makeup; nothing heavy or crazy, just presentable. I dried my hair and let it fall in its natural wavy curls, as I like the way it made me look sporty. From my closet I pulled out a simple blue sundress that had a pretty floral pattern on it, and I slid it on over my head. I paired the dress with a. She arched into him as he stroked her, whimpered slightly when he didn’t slip his fingers around the fabric and touch her. He was content to tease. His lips wandered across her jaw, kissed the soft spot on her neck just below her ear. He wanted her desperate before he finally touched her. He teethed her earlobe lightly and she gasped and pressed against his fingers. Hot, wet kisses seared her neck as he trailed down to her throat, the last one centered over her voice box. Her moan rumbled. He started pumping his hips as he held my head. His huge Indian cock slammed my throat with force. He established masculine dominance over me very quickly.I was, once again, shown to be the slutty cock-whore of India and the sissy bitch to all Indian men. As he erupted in my mouth, I dutifully guzzled every drop of cum he would give me.Nuzla came behind me and reached down to snap the band on my thong panty and yanked my panty to make sure my wedgie was tight. As the next guy shoved his cock in.