He continued to fuck me pulling my hips into his dick with my legs on his shoulders. I couldn’t help but scream, feeling his dick deep inside me and...his grunts and groans of pleasure. He picked me up and all in one motion, stood me on my shaking legs, turned me around and bent me over the counter. I spread my legs a little and he pushed his dick in me again, pulling my hair and spanking my ass. There is something about the way a man takes charge, knowing you’re the reason he lost his self. I started to kiss her neck and like most women she loved it. I moved my hands to her breast again and started squeezing both nipples at the same time. She moaned and moved her hand up under her dress and started playing with her self. I told her that was my job. As she removed her hands I run my hands up her beautiful thin legs right to the top. As I got to the vee between her legs I realized she had no panties on, she was ready. When I cupped her pussy with my hand I could feel a little. Next she ran just one finger around the top of his pants and just inside. She unbuttoned his shirt and soon it was on the floor. She took both hands and massaged his nipples as she then ran a hand along the top of his pants and before he knew it she had him unzipped. She then rubbed the top of his cock through his shorts. As she touched him she began to kiss him giving him a tongue kiss. While she kissed him she opened his pants and slid them part way down and then grabbed his cock and began to. I smiled to myself at the idea of sitting in his lap with his dick buried inside my pussy and let the bumpy bus ride take care of the necessary up and down movements. (I was not wearing panty and my pajama stitches were removed sufficiently to allow cock to enter my very wet pussy. I knew Rahul was not wearing an under wear)We got down after two hours of bumpy ride and as we were proceeding to the bus that would take us to his village, Rahul handed over my dark glasses and the walking stick of.