Once inside the bedroom, I gently laid her on the bed gently and looked at her naked body standing near the cot.Indira didn’t look like a little gir... anymore to me but a horny girl who wanted to be fucked very badly. She had placed her foot on the bed and raised her knees up in the air and widened her legs and displaying her virgin pussy unabashedly. I saw her womanhood for the first time, saw her pubic hairs s**ttered here and there and her pussy lips were split open and showing her pink. I joined her in the kitchen while she was busy preparing dinner for everyone, but a word about what happened came out of her. The only reference to what happened in the evening when I went to bed said to me: Won't you want to sleep with me with nail polish on my feet? (I completely forgot about it). The following days I lived in a state of constant panic, fearing the moment when she would deal with the topic, instead she never said anything as if nothing had happened and for my part I was. But to my surprise she took the whole cook in her mouth and started sucking it hard now. I dumped all my juice in her deep throat. She drank my every drop of love juice coming out if my cock.She was licking all my cock now for each and every drop of juice. Then after sucking and licking my cock for some time, she looked at me. I can see excitement in her eyes now. I took her up and put my lips on her lips. Oh my god she was having such juicy lips. I put my tongue in her mouth and started. She thought she turned her head away to hide her shame, but instead her face moved to the front of his pants, her mouth moving up to the thick shaft her fingers outlined and she gasped as her mouth opened and her lips pressed over the cloth covered cock. She ran her mouth up and down the shaft as if she was eating an ear of corn, her teeth biting lightly on the shaft. Her lips got to the head, pressed tightly to it, biting harder through the pants as she nibbled on it as it throbbed beneath.