I started following her from office but she always came home straight then one day i was driving in the evening ,visiting a client and came across her...car parked outside a house. I called her number and casually started talking, asking what she was doing she said she was busy with a lot of work and would be late and I parked my car in the next lane came back walking and saw that was a corner house.I tried opening the rear gate and unlocking it ,was not locked and I slowly switched off my mobile. I am well traveled and I love talking about travel stories. That doesn’t mean that I would just sleep with anyone. I need a connection, something to talk to the person about, something in common. I don’t want to be all like weird and spaced-out, once the sex is over. It’s just my point of view.This story is about connection and how once you got that, the sex is just amazing. The girl in this story is a Brazilian girl who was practically lost in crazy Delhi and how we found each other. I came to. The PA comes on and the conductor says, “Due to the rough tracks behind us we will have to stop here and inspect the cars to make sure the train is safe. Please stay seated as this will only take a few minutes. Thank you.”I think in my mind, 'Thank god.' I want to watch her even more now.I sit back and watch her. She covers her face more now. I think she realises that I know. She is still masturbating as clearly her hands are moving up and down and side to side on her phone. She hasn’t cum yet.. I had moved down to her pussy holding it open so I could watch his hard cock slam her cunt. I began to lick his cock as it slid out of her little creamy hole each time. She was cumming in my face she squirted my face in my mouth as I tried to swallow her hot salty load. He was getting close as well, he pulled his cock out, and picked her legs up. I knew what he was doing but she sure didnt. He spread her legs like he would split her open and slammed his rock hard dick into her asshole. In one.