I gasped. “Oh God, I am cumming!” In all the commotion, I had no idea that Dave had pulled off the dirt road onto a barely used pathway. That was ...ntil the car stopped and he opened his car door.I knew Dave had been waiting a long time to have hot wild sex like this. It was time for both of us to experience what he had been missing.Dave ordered me to get out of the car and to come around to the driver’s side. Once there, I saw him pull off his shirt and jeans, and I gasped, because he wasn’t. Some of the girls have tried it with their boyfriends." Surprised, I replied, "That would work but how about the Club and your bond?" "It's not exactly the same as having sex." "Well a blow job is having sex, Becky, and you don't even know how to do it!" "Yeah, but a blow job is not intercourse and that is what abstinence is all about. The girls pass around copies of Cosmopolitan and we learn a lot from those "Ten Ways to Satisfy Your Man" articles. We watch porn flicks and Sally has a. I looked up to see that he caught me staring at his boner. He gave a cheeky grin.I think Munna was around 26, not that good looking, kind of dirty, fat, and smelly. I was involuntarily still looking at his boner, which kept on getting hard with each pulse. Our hands still locked, and him still rubbing my hand. I felt my nipples getting hards and my pussy getting further wet since teasing the servant.I forgot to say, the servant’s name was Bablu. I don’t think the cook was able to notice my. We lay there for about thirty minutes just wrapped around each other and enjoying the closeness. Surprisingly he was still semi-hard after all this time, and I decided to take control.Pulling my lips from his for a moment I whispered in his ear, “Roll with me; I want to be on top.”We rolled over with Randy still inside, and I sat up and started a slow comfortable ride of his semi-hard cock. With my hands on his chest for support, I began to lightly flick his nipples to see how he would react..