She made this a habit. We eventually exchanged numbers and started texting each other. One day she asked me to come with her after the class and show ...e the building she stays, which is a walkable distance from where I stay. We spoke for a few minutes at her place and I left. She called me the same day.She asked me out for a stroll, which I agreed for. During the stroll, we used to share our details and became good friends. As I’m the only friend now staying close by with her, she used to share. She wanted me to take her from behind. I gazed upon her bung and pussy, so open and vulnerable to me. She had put quite a bit of juice on my rod, and my hand was slippery, so I put a finger into her cunt, and slowly, gently, pushed my thumb into her bung. Her ass cheeks tightened with pleasure against my hand as I finger-fucked her. I wanted her to be as hot as the fire that was roasting us from the fireplace. Hotter. She cried out in passion as she built to her climax. She twisted and. That is ? if she had known where to turn. This place was as alien to her as her Master’s weird guests of late. Her gaze fell on the slender column erected high above her head at the centre of the roof. Strange colors once more, none she could ever name. Some yellowish, brownish or red, she was reminded of hearsay about the paints people of antiquity once used for their temples. Was this such an antique place ??She headed to the other side of crypt, expected another lancet arch gate, but there. In something like three minutes, I could feel him near his climax and hence I started stroking him with my hands (I never had anyone cum in my mouth without condoms before so was afraid).He pushed me down on the floor and got over me to suck on my nipples. I was already biting my hand to stop from moaning and then he made it harder for me to control as he slid his finger back in my pussy. It already started accommodating his thick and long fingers by getting wetter and wetter making me moan.