I stay at sec 9 n she was staying at her cousin’s place in Mohali so we decided to meet in Sec-35 C.C.D. I picked her up in the morning at 11 and we...went to Café Coffee Day.We talked for around 2 hrs there n v got a lot more comfy with each other than I had expected. We were almost like a couple in love. We just couldn’t get our hands off of each other. When we got into my car I asked her what is the first thing u would expect from your lover. She said that she being a good kisser herself she. What intrigued me was the way that she was dressed - mini-skirt and 'come fuck me' high heels. Not the normal attire you see in a truck stop unless the lady is a hooker. But this woman didn't really look like a hooker even though she was dressed like one. Most of the hookers that I had seen at truck stops, while not bad looking, had a certain hard edge to them that the brunette didn't have. It might be that she was new at the game and hadn't hardened up yet, or it might be that I totally. My brother well knew to do me good rubbing his acorn over my clit, and so he waved his friend several times up and down against it. My pleasure pearl felt like a small prick when our centers of luck met and rubbed against each other, hard against hard and juice against juice. I gave him help, wrapped both hands around his boner and turned him around my clit making a handjob. But now my buttocks reminded me of leading an unfulfilled life. The incoming orgasm made my womb and sphincter pulsate.. She now started to enjoy this extra attention from this man. Moreover she knew no one could her from outside as there were tall wall around but little she knew that and I was watching whole thing. To my surprise and she started to lift her saree above her knee in the pretext of not wetting the saree when this man was around her and after seeing her milky white legs and almost cummed. This made that man to stare at her more and but he doesn’t show any emotion on his face. I immediately realized.