It was an interesting experience indeed. *** As soon as Grant left, Marlinda burst into Thelma’s dressing room. Marlinda was Thelma’s best friend... ‘Who was that white man that was in your dressing room Thelma,’ said Marlinda. ‘He wasn’t white. But he sure did almost look it. He was…I dunno, he came back here for my autograph,’ added Thelma. ‘Little old ordinary me. Still sleeping on my parents couch. This stuff is happening too fast. I’ve been making twenty dollars a week for the past month.. She pulled hard on my cock.i should have guessed then how inexperienced she was but then some girls love to tug hard. i suggested to jackie it might be better to go back to my place instead of this multi-story car park.she agreed totally.we get in the car and all the way back she cant keep her hands off me.she runs her hand up my thigh ,she pulls a few strokes on my cock.i can tell she really is into me.i park the car and head for the elevator.once inside and the doors close she is ripping at. We boarded the train. It was Rajdhani express from Mumbai to Delhi. Our seat was in a first-class lockable compartment. There were 4 seats, 2 were occupied by Kavita and me, and the other two were empty.The train was about to leave the station when a guy in his 40’s entered our compartment. He was probably 6’ tall and had a big mustache above his lips and a very clean face. He looked at my beautiful wife. Kavita didn’t notice him. She was searching for something in her purse.Now to tell you. I opened the door and got there beside her.Ana got in the backseat on all fours, with her luscious ass in the air…“Go ahead. Fuck me." Her jeans were already unzipped. I took hold of the waist and worked them down to her ankles, jointly with her cotton panties.“See how wet my pussy is right now, babe…” Ana hissed over her shoulder.She was right. Fooling around in public was always a nice turn on for her. Her pussy lips looked swollen and glistening in the afternoon light. Her juices had even.