I reached an hour before waiting for my girl. She arrived at 5 along with her husband Deepak. Her name she told was Pooja; though I am sure she was ly...ng. She was a pure Bengali. She was 5 feet 5 inches, fair in complexion and with a nice boobs and ass. Her ass was round and her boobs were sufficiently big and sexy. Her face was sober and innocent. Her husband was tall and giant. I shook hand with her and Deepak.We then moved outside the station to catch a taxi to our place of fucking the salt. I felt me growing wetter as he kept controlling me, as he continued to massage my nipples with his mouth. He stopped and came in for a kiss, which I gladly accepted. His hands left my wrists and fell to my hips. Then slowly began to unbutton my shorts. I pushed him off me and slipped my bottoms off, pulling my panties with them. He slipped a finger into me, he looked at my face of pleasure with hypnotized eyes and licked his lips. He lifted my long legs to his shoulders and flicked my clit with. No, her water just broke, and she is having a contraction.“Baby, Martha, how long have you been having contractions? How far apart? Didn’t you realize?” Matt cries with concern.In response, Martha starts laughing, holding her sides as she feels another contraction overtake her, now very apparent that is what it is. Matt looks at her with concern but seeing that she seems to be okay and the reality of what just happened becoming clear to him, he joins her laughing.Pulling themselves together,. Wo bhi garam ho rahi thi. Fir maine usko maalish ke liye poocha. Ab aage- Wo muskurayi aur boli: Aaj tak mere husband ne bhi ye nahi bola.Aur fir wo ready ho gayi. Yaar aap log soch bhi nahi sakte, ki kitna awesome moment tha wo. Usne apni t-shirt utari, aur ulta let gayi. Fir maine uski back pe oil daala, aur massage karne laga. Uska gora badan ek-dum garam hot lag raha tha. Wo bade aaram se massage karwa rahi thi, aur idhar mera lund ek-dum tight tha, jo uski nazar mein bhi tha.Ab wo.