With her jeans still midway down her legs, she stumbled, but the man half-walked and half-pushed her until they were both in front of the sofa. With a...heavy sigh, the man sat down, pulling her with him. His cock was still hard, and she gasped from the friction inside her of the sudden movement. Now, she was sitting in his lap, her back against his upper chest. Eva could feel the sticky warmth of the semen inside her, and some of it had already begun leaking out of her, even though she was still. After some days I asked her no she gave his no and I called her on a fine morning she received and I told Srikanth here; we started talking about job education family future plans everything. After that we became very much close and use to talk daily 2hrs a day. This went on for almost a month.One fine day she told me she s coming to Bangalore for some project work and she need my help to do a project works because this is d first time she s coming to Bangalore. I told her no worries I will. " She spotted the legs of my slave dress showing below my robe and recognised it from the picture I'd sent. "Take your dressing gown off slave," she ordered. She can be forceful at times. "Wow, that's enough to get any man rock hard. Turn round." When I did so she carefully lowered my trousers so she could see the welts. They still showed although they weren't as fiery or as sore now. She touched them and almost automatically I flinched. Gently she massaged my arse and slipped her hand between. We were having fun, running around, playing as c***dren do, helping us keep warm, and holding the cold at bay.But now, as I crouched low behind some 'Wheely bins', my body cooled as the nights cold breeze seeped into my exposed crotch, my short skirt offering no protection, as it rode high on my exposed legs, the hemline high enough to expose my crotch, my thin panties, clinging to my contours, and in the dulling light my finger traced my outline, my thighs wide open as I studied myself, my.