She had begun masturbating when I had knocked on the door and she had stopped.Ambica was in the kitchen preparing food for only two of us, as my paren...s had gone for a function. I wore my tightest shirts and went to the kitchen. Her ass swayed as she worked. I leaned over, and rubbed my dick slowly on her ass crack and asked her what she was making. She shivered a bit before replying,“Roti and vegetable mix”I said okay and kept my dick there. Soon I started moving it and slowly kept one hand on. I flirt with most guys I meet, and I’m secretly a little in love with Gerri. I don’t think she knows.The young man ate heartily, thanked us politely, and then he whistled for his horse, which came running to get him. He leapt onto her back, tipped his hat with a huge smile, and galloped off.“Wow.” Gerri said, “A genuine cowboy. Are you wet?”“Gerri! He’s a kid!”“Answer the question.” She hissed, wrapping her arms around me and shoving a hand rudely between my thighs.“Ah ha! I thought so. He had. I deep, deep throated him again. I mean, I completely buried my head in his lap, pretty much pressing my teeth against his pelvis.I opened my mouth a bit and nodded my head up and down, plunging his stick noisily in the back of my throat.That's when his hands finally went to my head and dug into my hair. "Holy fuck, I'm going to cum!" he huffed, mindlessly fucking my skull. I let him. I slobbered and choked all over his hammer but, like I said, he wasn't going to last long.His legs went stiff. ”‘Please.” I stood my ground. “Please, not the toilet.”She smiled and took my hand. With a nod to the doormen, she led me out of the club, down a side alley, then into another. She kissed me hard, very hard and ran her hand over my tits.“You like it rough, don’t you?” I didn’t say anything. She knew, she’d been there probably more often than I. She kissed me again and then said, “Get it out for me.” I fumbled with her fly and felt the dildo tight under her pants. I worked it out and knew from.