4 din aise hi chala fir usne kha mein tumahre sath nhi jaungi usne aunty se fone krke kha aunty ne usko daat lga di or kiske sath jayegi tu toh vha ki...rhne wali bhi nhi jo jgh janti ho vha par or usne tumse kuch kha kya usne mana kar diya aunty ne kha to chale jao uske sath choching mein ye sab sun rha tha chup chap fir mein usey le kar gya to mein usey sidhe tarike se chod aaya fir aate waqt ek kutta beech me aa gya or mene break nhi mare jissse kute ko thodi takkar lag kar vo side mein hat. Certainly it had been dark while we made love so I decided to give her a good look at my body. I climbed up and straddled her thin body with my knees next to her chest.I was soft but not for long. Her eyes widened and she stared with her lips apart. My cock was a little sticky still from the juices of her vagina - and my semen - but I lightly caressed myself until I felt blood boiling into my cock and it started to grow. I placed my hands on my hips and allowed her to watch my cock harden. It. She was sick of Krell, sick of this planet, sick of sweat and mud and damp and sex and heat and she just wanted a fucking cold shower.She slunk back into her hole and gripped one of the animal pelts in her hands, pulling it over her despite the heat, concealing herself beneath it. Both to hide from the roving Krell, and so that there was no chance that any of her colleagues might stumble upon her getting herself off, the need more urgent than she had ever felt it as she slipped a finger beneath. She grabbed her clothes and Thomas could see the session was over. It was not worth an argument and he merely asked the sales girl to wrap-up three more of the various styles of panties along with some of the bras.Once they were outside of the store, Betsy's heart rate slowly returned to normal. Then for the strangest reason, she determined that the experience was not as bad as it seemed. Suddenly the humiliation of trying on underwear in front of a salesgirl and Thomas wasn't too bad, but.