She enjoyed these moments. Me too. My hands supporting her casted hips, her breasts pressed against my chest, her hands resting calmly on my shoulders... her breath tickling my neck. She watched the traffic, the people on the streets, the mountain in then distance. Her childish curiosity was impressive to me. But sometimes her eyes became sad and she sighed. She envied these “normal” people outside. “Peter, I have to tell you something,” she said and turned on one side to look at me. Her shirt. Humne road trip ka decide Kia tha. Humari seven seater Innova thi. Dad drive kar rhe the or mom unke bagal wali seat per baithi thi. Main last mai jakar baith gai or bhai or Nitin mere aage wali do seats per baithe the.Trip start hui or sab aise ki bate kar rhe the per main ekdam shant thi or window k bahar dekh rhi thi. Maine notice Kia ki Nitin Kai bar peeche Mur kar dekhta. Kuch dair baad mom so gai or bhai bhi. Nitin jaga tha meri tarah. Vo kuch bahana bna kar peeche mere sath baith gya.. She heard the other men encouraging him as she felt the cock push deep inside her, his body covering hers as he began to pump into her.“That’s it; let her remember what a real man’s cock feels like.”The words only drove him to a greater lust, yanking her hair and pulling her head back, his mouth crushing hers, his tongue shoved so deep in her mouth that he almost felt it go down her throat. His hands groped her naked breasts, going from one to the other, his fingers digging into the flesh as he. On drying her hair still naked she walked into the room - a very short red dress with black suspenders and stocking were laying on the bed – on putting on the suspender belt and drawing and attaching both stockings into place she picked up the dress – they might be a naughty bunch but their taste in clothes never ceased to astonish her – they were always of good quality and fitted if Thou Sue would never have dreamed to buy them herself – on doing the zip up at the back Sue looked down and both.