Being a woman I have the luxury of coming as many times as I want and still being able to continue to enjoy the passion of your lovemaking as if each ...ime were the first seizure of ecstasy. But being a man, (and oh, what a man), you were fast approaching the inevitable peak of your climax. You were breathing hard, your cock was as hard as granite, and each drive into my cunt was getting harder. Finally you shot off your love juices with a shudder of ecstasy that matched all the times I had. Her fingers strummed my clit like an instrument until my moans turned into cries of pleasure. I started coming, and coming, and coming. Her hand was squishing inside me, sending one tsunami wave after another through my body. I felt like my whole body was just one spasming muscle around an over-filled cunt. Just as it started to be too much, to become painful, the hand slowly slid out, making an obscene sucking sound. I heard her smacking her lips and patting my ass with wet fingers. “That is. Wo apne garage me un kitabo ko bahut secrecy k saath rakhte thhe.Khair maine ek do books dhhondh li aur mujhe bhi maza aane laga un kitabo ko padhne me.to phir kya ? jab kabhi uncle kahi jaate thhe mai padhta aur muth maar leta thha.ye sab kuchh bahut dino tak chalta raha. teen mahine ho gaye thhe. uncle ko bhi mujh par bharosa ho gaya thha ki ye garage me hai to sambhal lega.Workers tho thhe nahi aur uncle adhiktar raat ko hi gaadiyon ko sudharne ka kaam karte thhe. to din me ab uncle mujhe. We planned to board some crowded train for nearly 2-hour journey to fulfill our desire. He suggested me to wear saree with some skimpy blouse exhibiting maximum part of my swollen breast. I liked his idea and wore a saree with a sleeveless blouse. Blouse was covering even less then the normal bra. Since I have 44DD size boobs so butterflies were flying in my stomach imagining the crushes by unknown passenger in train. We rushed to station and boarded the train. Train was very crowded and being.