A big red bindhi on her forehead. And a 3 year old daughter holding her hand. I had to help her. It was my moral responsibility. (lol okay my dick’... responsibility). I introduced my self by saying I stay in front of your home. And bla bla. And asked her to help. She said thanks. It’s fine. But I had to keep asking her. Finally I helped her move her all luggage from the tempo. I got her some water bottles from my house and said welcome to pune. She was very friendly and open minded. I inquired. So down the road we went, windows rolled up getting high as kites. The pot was extremely potent, and after smoking only half the joint I put the rest in my pocket, saving it for later. Chelsea laughingly said she would be the navigator, and directed me on a route that took us to an absolutely massive complex of buildings - the Queen of Russia shopping mall. As I suspected, she led me this way on purpose. Chelsea told me this was the largest mall on the east coast, with eight department stores. .. harder…fuck me hard… oh shit!” I screamed as I bucked my hips as wave upon wave of pleasure overtook me. This orgasm rocked my core as pleasurable spasms crashed across my abdomen.After the third wave of spasms overtook me, I needed to stop. I was exhausted. My belly ached. I was dizzy and felt like I might actually pass out. I grunted incoherently as my entire body quivered with pleasurable convulsions. I felt like I might faint."Tell me that you'll dance with other men tonight. Tell me. I found one lot secluded from the main road and the rest of the park with high trees and a lake in the background. Nothing else for miles. It took me no time to find two perfect trees, and my plans were set. It was now close to her quitting time. I called her and talked to her as she was leaving. A few simple questions and I knew when she was close. I told her to take the turn into the park. She questioned, but did as she was told. As she found my truck and parked behind it I met her and took.