“That’s it!” At that moment I had to be excreting all kinds of pheromones if I were indeed at the height of my cycle. All I needed was a pad and...notebook and I could observe the public around me while I was out and about. Practically running to my closet I quickly looked for an outfit that would suit my needs and I needed to hurry because the morning rush would soon begin. I decided not to dress flirty but rather conservative as to not give away my feelings through social means but rather. At 10.30am she called me and asked me where I was staying and I gave her the address. Around 11.45am there was a knock on the door and I opened it. I was stunned to see her. She was wearing a black saree, with a white sleeveless blouse. I had my mouth open for sometime and she knew that she had stunned me. I welcomed her in and she sat on the bed. I could not resist my eyes from looking at her and kept stealing glances here and there. She knew that I had been looking at her and she always tried. Instead of stopping, he continued to thrust his fingers in my vagina, and started enthusiastically tonguing my clit again. It was so overly-sensitive I almost screamed, but before I could push him away I felt another orgasm crashing on top of the first one. I'd never had two orgasms consecutively like that, and as I panted and gasped, trying to catch my breath, I started giggling.Doug seemed to understand that the giggling was my body's hysterical response to sensory overload, and so he. I cradled her head in my hand caressing the back of her neck as she gently sucked my nipple through the blouse. Moaning, my hand reached down cupping her breast. My thumb rubbed over her nipple feeling it stiffen. I was spreading my legs for her, as I felt the tips of her finger stroking my inner thigh slowly, very slowly. She was inching her way to my now very moist cunt. Reaching up, I spread Lucy’s lips with my fingers probing her sweet tight pussy. With the tip of my tongue sweeping its.