I gaped at her, and flapped my lips silently, unsure of what to say.I watched her silently reach into her boiler suit, unlock the zip, and pull it dow... in one movement all the way to her crotch. She was covered in sweat, her nipples were rock solid hard attempting to drill through the fabric of her bra. Her panties were soaked, transparent, and tightly clinging to her lips. Her lips were open, straining at the material, the scent of her arousal hit my nostrils like a punch.For hours, this woman. She was surprised by my bold answer and winked at me and said, “Always use protection”. I smiled and said, I will.We left and later that night, she messaged ‘all the best’ with a wink. The next morning, she was smiling at me most of the times.Me: Why are you laughing?Lekha: Nothing yaar.Me: Tell me na.Lekha: I was just imagining what you did last night.Me: Don’t imagine, I couldn’t find anybody.Lekha: Why?Me: I was not interested in call girls anymore.Lekha: Ok. If you want anything, I can. Both women tasted great. I shoved my tongue in as far as it would go down her hole, grabbed an ass cheek in each hand, and tried to shove my whole face inside her. I then sucked her clit between my teeth, and had to hold on tight as she came again. Gina flopped over onto her side, as she came down from her climax, and then started to kiss her way up my body. When she got to my face, she didn't go for my lips as I'd thought she would, but instead started to lick all of her juices from my chin,. He rubbed her back, making soothing noises like she was a dog or something. "Good girl, it's over now, there's my good girl, shh, shh. Oh, my poor little baby girl, what happened to you?" Her anger pulsed, but was smothered by a strange glow of pleasure. She was still his girl. She'd always been his girl. She'd never let him say that, any more than she'd let him call her a baby, but now ... She was his girl, and that was fine.The tears trickled to a stop. Russ leaned over to her Mom's night.