She was in tight jeans and cream colored top which was unable to cover below her navel. The face is undoubtedly of Reena’s, but she was too much ort...odox to wear such dress. We had been reading three years together and had good intimacy. She was wearing salwar in traditional style, caring not to expose her skin except of hands, feet and face which she somehow felt obscene.‘Hi, Reena. How come you are here?’I asked as she entered the drawing room. I was going through this town and it became. Want to try out our new water purification system?”“Sure. I just wish there were battery-powered cooling systems for water bladders. Cold water would go down really well just now,” he said while wiping the sweat from his forehead.Dessie giggled. “We have both gotten spoiled by the easy life. Of course, you could have filled it with ice water before we left.”“Yeah, but when it was gone, I would be spoiled. Maybe someday someone will invent a practical cooler for water bladders.”“Dreamer,” she. He took the $5 and made a face, leaving my bags and me abruptly on the curb. My missed shuttle saved me $40, the trip cost me another $85, but I was on my doorstep.I struggled with each bag up the steps to the landing. I took the keys from my purse that Miranda had mailed me and prayed they worked. They did and I was in. Apartment 1A was the first door on the right and I opened the door and pushed all three bags in. With the last students' personal stuff out, the apartment seemed bigger than. I held him back when he went too far which, for him, was the sign he needed to start fucking my mouth. Now holding my head in both hands he slowly started to fuck my face. “stick out your tongue a bit, I think we can go a bit deeper still....” he said.Eager to please, I did what I was asked and I felt him hitting the back of my mouth more easily...he started slowly but quickly moved up his pace, sometimes too deep, making me gag on it. Every time I gagged, he held down my head a bit longer.