Becky laughed. “You’re sex mad!” she chuckled, and bending forward, placed her soft lips around a nipple and gently sucked and nibbled, her hand... squeezing and pinching the other breast and nipple. Vicky moaned and closed her eyes. “What are you doing to me?” she asked breathlessly. “Only what you’ve done to me,” said Becky, once she had stopped sucking. “Since that first time together, I’ve just been thinking about this, and how I wanted it.” She shuddered as she felt Vicky’s hand stroke her. She didnt want haroon to meet her team member and supervisor as he was planning to beat them up!I left for the restaurant after 15 minutes, as i reached there they were talking fine. Haroon was sorta drunk Nd wanted to meet her team member and supervisor.But sony was saying they had already left on a bus to delhi!Haroon didnt believe that and he got heavily drunk in anger and was sleepy. Seeing the opportunity sony left the restaurant.When haroon woke up he was shocked to see sony again and i. He continued to pound her even harder. Within seconds she’d regained consciousness, although it was a sort of dreamy consciousness now. His grunts were louder and he seemed to be losing his rhythm. He’s cumming, she thought, trying desperately to regain full control of herself. ‘I want it in the mouth,’ she pleaded. (She had to plead seeing as he was holding her rigid and helpless – she was at his mercy.) He almost threw her off his cock. She landed onto her knees, spinning around the moment. He stopped her as she passed and pasted his mouth to hers for a long kiss.When it broke she just smiled at him and went about her picking up.Joe called for the shuttle cart to bring them to the Welcome cul-de-sac where the tour bus would stop in 15 minutes.The 6-hour bus tour took them over a lot of the western side of the country where they saw many sugar cane fields, saw a field burn, and brought through the steps of processing rum. They saw and learned of many Jamaican and Rastafarian.