Meena looked at me and asked me if we wanted to use her bedroom and winked at me, I looked at Asiya and asked her, she blushed and nodded her head. ... took her by her hand and entered the bedroom and closed the door. I could see she wasn’t very comfortable, probably the idea of Meena sitting outside or maybe something else but, the moment I kissed her all those thoughts seemed to fade away as she returned my kiss passionately. She thrust her tongue inside my mouth and it took just seconds. If you hurry we can be having drink within the hour prying yourself off of the floor, you wander through the maze of clutter and disarray. Reaching the bathroom you, you look at the few boxes setting inside, you open on to find the soaps and brushes and other toiletry items. Turning to the other box, marked towels, you pull a washcloth and bath towel from within an older apartment having no bath, but a huge ceramic tile shower. Hastily spray down the shower with cleaner before turning on the. They both exit and enter her house. He turns to her and says "Make me some food, I'd like to eat before I fuck you again." she smiles and nods. He walks around the house, looking around, and he asks "Who do you live with?" she answers "With my mom and my younger sister." He moves towards one of the three rooms down the hall, and he notices there are women's clothes over the bed. He sees a picture frame over a counter and it's the image of a woman, who is hot, a milf. He knows now this is her. The position I am in leaves little to the imagination. The panties cover little, the front already pushed between the lips of my shaven pussy, my pussy juice soaking them. My asshole is exposed, my ass raised up high from the desk. Your hands reach down to my panties, slowly sliding fingers up and down my slit, pushing the panties further in."You are such a slut," you exclaim. "I have yet to touch you and your pussy is soaking wet. You will have to be punished for that. You will have to be made.