Then I meant to tell her before we went into the store room. But I didn’t. At least I wasn’t going to fuck her in the store room. But I did. So I...told her after that. While we were cuddling on the blankets. I ran my fingers down her thigh and told her that she was the hottest, most beautiful, most exciting woman I’d ever been with, but that there was somebody else. I didn’t want to hurt her, I’d always remember the times we’d shared, but it would be better if we . . . ‘Yeah, yeah, yeah,’ she. I groaned, clenching about him. I held him tight, my fingernails biting into his back. The pleasure swept through me. I bit my lip and whimpered in delight.Then he drove his cock back into me. He buried to the hilt in my pussy. The pleasure swept through me. This amazing heat that blazed through my body. I gasped in delight, squeezing my twat around him.“Daddy, I love it!” I moaned. He grinned. “When done right, the woman should want more.”“And when she does it right, Daddy? Will the man want. My brother was busy with some business calls, and bhabhi was just seeing the glimpse of Hyderabad. I was just unable to control myself and adjusted the rare mirror to look at her. My concentration wasn’t on road anymore and I was just looking at her every minute. She saw me many times doing that and was feeling uncomfortable but my mind wasn’t in any senses so I just keep on doing it. She saw me doing that 8-10 times, and every time turned her face towards the window. At last, she gave me a. “I’ve never seen a shaved pussy in person. I’ve seen pictures. I’ve never felt one. This is amazing .” With a sharp intake of breath, he opened my slit with 2 fingers and rubbed my hole gently. I was so wet. I could feel my juices welling up at the entrance of my hot pussy. He worked one finger inside, coating it with my nectar. Pulling it out, he raised it to his lips then stuck his tongue out to taste my wetness on his finger…….”Mmmm…..yummy” “Mmm...God!” I groaned, working my hips, urging.