But yeah I don’t want relation.Mansi: so what do you want.Me: sorry for this but friends with benefit.Mansi: are you crazy!!! What are you talking a...out Rahul. No never.Me: common it’s OK don’t be so rigid. I felt like telling you so told you.Mansi: hmm it’s OKThen I suddenly kiss her on her cheeks and she smiles. Then I continue kissing her cheeks eyes chin and I planted a kiss on her lips she started to struggle for a while but I didn’t leave her and continued my kiss and later slowly she. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" she chanted, thrusting her pussy at him. "Fuck me deep! Split me in half!"He thrust forward, fucking inch after inch of thickened cock into her cunt till his crotch hair tangled with hers and his balls nestled in the tight crook of her thighs. She hooked her feet over the tops of his thighs. She hugged him to her, sucking his huge hard-on high into her pussy."Shove it deep! Shove it deep!" she bleated. She began to fuck him as best she could, wriggling her. He looked down at his dead father when I rolled back the canvas, lifted his head, saw the redness on his forehead, cleared his throat and stood. "This here farm's mine now," he said. "mine and my brother's." How about the women?" I asked."Them too," he said, "the stupid bitches. Only good for one thing, both of 'em." He made a crude gesture with his fist and forearm. "Old man paid five pounds for the pair 'bout a year ago, after Ma died." How about I take some of the corn?" I asked, "maybe. When you glance back at the road, your right hand reaches over and rests on my knee. I smile slyly and slowly separate my knees. Your hand begins to rub my knee, my breath beginning to quicken. Your fingers begin to slide up my bare thigh. I sit up a little and lean over towards you, slipping my left hand into your lap. Slowly chewing now on my right index fingertip, my other hand slowly reaches up your thigh. Your fingers are now under my skirt and you can feel the heat of my pussy even though.