I catch my breath as you slowly stroke the slit without going inside as my eyes are begging you to do. Finally you insert one finger to circle my clit...and another to enter my waiting hole. Reclined on the truck bed I spread my legs wide and hook my feet on the chains of the tailgate, leaving myself wide open to you. Your fingers continue their delicious torture and I find myself lifting toward your fingers helping you to go deeper into my aching pussy.You withdraw your fingers and step back to. Mami: fir tumari type kaise hoti.I look at her and smile and wink in funny manner.Me: bilkul ap k jaisi.We both laughed and she was blushing.As she went back in her bedroom for sleep and I in few hours head back to my house.From that day I was thinking about having sex with my mami.In next week as my mom and dad’s vacation start, they planed a trip to manali, since I hate travelling and denied coming (they already knew it) they asked mami but since my cousin was going to be back next week my. The receptionist knew who she was before she had introduced herself. The Latina woman looked attractive enough to be a model herself and had no inhibitions about showing off her mocha brown, curvy flesh in that short, light blue dress. And nor should she, with that stunning figure. Was this the standard she was up against? Ella hoped not. ‘Bruno is expecting you,’ the dark-haired woman continued, clearly checking her out as she spoke. Those large eyes had definitely taken a moment to take in. For my job I have to stay away overnight and that usually ends up as a massive wanking session in my room, so this night as usual i booked in and went to my room, i stripped off, had a shower, and put on seamed stockings and a suspender belt(black) with a pair of frilly sissy pants in pink, and a pink quarter cup bra, i put my clothes back on, and went down to the dining room, as it was midweek the place was vey quiet, as i went to sit down, two men at an adjacent table nodded, both were in.