I made three trips to and from my truck, loading boxes and boxes of food and canned goods. Finally finished, I got out of there.I didn't breath a sigh...of relief until I was close to home. I kept thinking I was going to be shot the entire time I was driving. I had seen that happen before. After I got close to home, I stopped again and looked over the area carefully. When I felt confident that no one was around, I got back into my truck and made the turn off. Shortly I was unloading my supplies. His bhabhi was hotly meeting thrust for thrust as her mind and body were imploding. She was babbling incoherently as her wild body fucked frantically and she clutched at his head and sucked on his delicious mouth. “ohhh oh,” he grunted. “i have to stop pull out i’mgonna cummm baby .” suddenly priyanka’s hands moved from his head and grabbed at his lower back with all of the force that she could muster, as she continued fucking and writhing beneath him. Her choot muscles seemed to swallow him. STOP IT she yelled. What's wrong I asked, and why is your pussy so wet? She said it's non of your business and she again headed toward the shower. I let her go and I went to get a cold beer. I was walking around our pool looking at the water when she came down from the house. She had on a pair of extremely tight short shorts and a white tank top. Her nipples where hard and since she was braless they where very visible through the thin cotton top. She tans topless so she has an awesome tan and. We were sitting. My back was to the window; she was facing away from me sitting between my legs with her back to my chest. We stretched our legs on the middle and aisle seats. I wrapped the blanket around both of us.I wrapped my hands on her hands and asked tell me more about your life. She started talking about her life in USA, husband, and work. While talking I slowly moved my hands on her hands with a smooth and delicate touch, just touching her fingers, back of her hands, palms and wrists..