Towering majestic vistas.We checked out the Minus Q, fueled up, loaded the bicycles in the Q, stashed the Suburban in the hangar, locked up and the th...ee of us flew to Frankton.There we landed on the grass and taxied to an elderly WW2 hangar, stowed the Q, reassembled the bikes, shouldered our Tramp packs and biked, with Piper loping alongside, to Queenstown. We had already made arrangements to take the railcar ferry to Kingston on the other end of the lake.While we waited for the ferry we. I asked her why are you not kissing? She said I don’t know how to kiss. I laughed and took her to my room and showed some kissing scenes and french kissing to her. She was blushing all the time and I was getting excited imagining what more is to come.Then I took her to bedroom and started kissing her. She was a quick learner. She responded my kisses with passion and we both were kissing passionately. I parted her lips with my tongue and pressed my tongue inside her mouth. She willingly took my. We stand up and move towards the bedroom our hands still running over each other, none willing to give up any contact, till we shrug off any remaining clothes and fall together on the bed, it is hard to tell who's hands are where now.Stroking, soft sighs and murmured directions take over. I slip my hand down and stroke her soft pussy, hesitating just a moment before allowing my finger too press inwards and feel the wet softness within, gently I stroke and explore her pussy till I can't resist. Saiyad Muħammad Wahāb saw my hands clasp the sides of her butt to hold her as I prepared to push forward. I didn’t want her to fall forward awayfrom me. I pulled my Hindu Cock completely and with a strong thrust, I moved it again into her Muslimā cunt. Fareedā Jamal Saiyad felt as if a hot rod is beingrammed into her cunt. The friction made by the dry walls of her Muslimā Cunt and the skin of my Hindu Cock made her wince with pain.Fareedā Jamal Saiyad uttered, “Oooooohhhhh! Allaaaaaaaaaaaaah”.