. 2 Indian and 1 negro had broken into my house. They were trying to rob my house *(lol. Tho there was nothing valuable kept as i dont even have money...due to month end crises)*. They must have entered through the balcony grill. Sound asleep i dint sense any sound. One robber who entered my room saw my sleeping and the others entered quietly. I was sleeping facing the sides. My saree wasn’t pinned and was held loose. The robber must have had a good view of cleavage of my fair skin in that black. He wasn't quite ready to lie andwell, he still needed to collect his thoughts.He took another mug of coffee out on the deck and stared at the sky. Allhe wanted to do was go back to sleep. He decided to get his laptop outand check his email.After starting up the Apple computer, Frankie checked his email and saw anote from the photographer.He downloaded the attached link and when he clicked on it, he saw theproofs from yesterday's shoot. Skipping through the black and whitephotos of his. I worked my tongue between her folds and slowly found my rhythm. My nose pressed on her clit as she pulled me in deeper. I could hardly breathe now as she was forcing my face harder into her now dripping Pussy. I was going to make her cum. I knew it. She was riding my face at this point, her wonderful womanhood coating my lips and lower face in her scent. I licked and sucked and fucked her with my tongue, impressing myself at my ability to make this god like woman writhe in pleasure. Gaining. Anita giggled and nodded without saying anything. Instead she moved around and was able to get herself lying on the seat, raised her skirt a bit and started masturbating herself while still stroking me. I noticed she did not have her panties on and wondered where she had stashed them. I started looking for a safe turnoff that would give us some privacy and eliminate the worry of me driving headlong into a tree. With the proper motivation, it did not take long to find a side road leading into.