Still leaning forward, he has a perfect view and access to all of me. Using an index finger, he traces my lower lips, up and down to my inner entrance...then back up to circle my clitoris. After, he takes another hand, inserts two fingers into me, wet and swollen. Moaning, he thrusts slowly, using the thumb of his other hand on my clitoris, turning little circles and tracing figure-eights. Kissing my cheeks and legs, I feel his tongue flick across my clitoris at times. I know he’s not all that. We continued to be normal friends solving each others day to day problems. She became very comfortable with me as a true anonymous dirty friend with very good understanding. Whenever I was busy I never replied to her and the same when she was with her husband and we jelled nicely.It was on a Wednesday evening, when I checked the telegram she had left a message asking me to reach her. On messaging she immediately replied. She wanted to know my plans for the night and asked me on sparing the. There were many camps all along, but our reservation was at Prince Desert Camp. It was around half past four when we reached the camp. We were given traditional welcome at the gate and were shown our tents. I was reserved a big luxury tent and Shruti and Laya were provided with another descent to mine. It was not possible to tell the organizers to allow all three in one tent. I decided to manage later. We all went on camel back to the sunset point and there already arrangements were made for. I kept thrusting, more and more."Harder!" She screamed again. I continued going as fast as I could. The feeling was pure ecstasy. But she still wasn't satisfied."HARDER!" She commanded. I felt a sudden burst of energy. I grasped her rear tightly and stood up, bringing her up with me. I was unsure where this sudden strength came from, but I kept going, she wrapped her legs around me, pulling me closer. I kept pumping my cock into her dripping pussy. We were both screaming and moaning. I was.