In our young age we use to go to school, during weekends we use to play. one day we both were alone playing, i just that i wanna see her pussy. she in...eed asked me to show my cock i just unzipped my pant to my surprise my dick was erected she saw it and smiled. when i asked to show her pussy she ran away. in the noon time i we were playing and i was interested to see her pussy i asked her. she was wearing blue dress i still remember she did not wear her panty she allowed me to see her pussy i. She quickly bent forward and enveloped it in her mouth, sucking hard - god what a feeling!Somehow, my hand was pushing her head down on to me, there was no going back now. I slipped my hand up underneath her tee-shirt, and freed the clips on her bra, Karen sat up and slipped her shirt off over head, and flunge her bra on to the coffee table. I stared at her tits, her nipples standing out like pegs, surrounded by engorged dark brown areolae, I had to suck those, and pinned her back on the sofa. “Long journey ahead”, I said.“Yeah indeed. I had no choice. Otherwise, I’d have gone by train. It’s better”, she replied.“Agreed!” and we shared a chuckle.Slowly we started talking and then I came to know that her name was Riya and she was a divorcee (YAY!) and was traveling to Mumbai to have fun over the weekend. She liked traveling but always preferred trains.“I like meeting and exploring new people”, she said with a naughty smile. Soon it was dinner time and the bus stopped at a Dhaba and we. .. Mistress. What Ido, who I am... that's my business, not yours. I tell you when I wannatell you, 'n no sooner, 'kay?"God damn, I thought. I can't even get it out of her when she's pass-outdrunk. "Yes, Mistress."She single-handedly hugged my left thigh. "Natsuko...," she breathedout.Then her breathing turned heavy. There was a tremulousness in it that Ihad never heard from her, nor could I have ever expected. "Natsuko...,"she said again, only with more longing. She held my leg a little.