When I pulled her up against my chest I began playing with her clit and that sent her over the edge. “I’m cumming”she cried out pushing back e...ch time I pulled back,soon I was slamming hard against her.She was crying out not to stop as her juices began running down our legs. Feeling how wet she was I knew I wasn’t going to last and told her I was close.”Don’t stop”she yelled “I want to feel you cumming in me ,then yes even longer when she felt my cock twitch. I never stopped rubbing her clit. She introduced herself as sabia (name changed) She told me that she works in state bank and was married since last two years and has no kids yet. She was from a nearby town and going to her office situated at M A Road, Srinagar. We were stuck in traffic jam for half an hour and we talked about our hobbies, studies and all.As we were about to reach to our respected offices, I asked for her number and to my surprise she gave it and saved my number as well. Later at the time of departure from my. “Whose whore are you?” The guy who was touching me asked.“Jamal owns me…” I told him defiantly, looking him in the eyes.“Oh, sorry, I did not know…” He apologized. Both guys drifted off…Paula smiled at me and then I told her that it would be nice to let this young black stud to fuck me…But she replied that now I belonged to Jamal…Our Black Master came back, saying it was time to leave. The limo sped us away and we stopped outside a luxury hotel. Jamal instructed Paula to stay there and. She was barefoot and seeing her tiny little feet, made Zack groan. The shirt did justice to her body. The top two buttons were undone showing her ample cleavage. Her hair flowed onto her shoulders, making Zack want to run his fingers through it. Her milky white thighs were exposed, making Zack remember how they were wrapped around him, the previous night. The shirt was long enough but not too long. Zack didn’t know whether she was naked beneath the shirt or not. He could only wish that she was..