" I could too, she lamented quietly, "That's what's been going through my mind since I woke up."I've never been 'allowed' to express affection towards...a man. My parents were so strict as I was growing up, and you'd have thought I'd started working as a whore in a brothel when I went off to attendant school."She had both hands against my chest, tenderly caressing, and giving little nibbles as she talked."I still respect them, but I'm sure glad they're in New York and I'm in Los Angeles, she. A big slit reveals her ample cleavage. This dress could go either way—to an Oscar party, or a fuck party. It’s a safe choice. With a mischievous smile she slowly pulls up her hem-line revealing her freshly shaved pussy. “Like it now?” she asked. I reach over and run my thumb up her moist slit until I hit her clit. She is wet and ready to fuck. I massage her button with my thumb. “We could just go back to the house and play alone,” I suggest. She squirms in the seat with her legs spread wide.. She could not scream because vigilantly, I had covered her mouth with my hands. Soon, using both hands, I gripped her hips and pulled herself onto my skewer. I am sure, by now, it had started feeling good inside her ass with little pain and mostly pleasure. Then I used, one of my hand to grab her hair to pull her ass onto my cock with much better compliance. The pleasure spreading in both of our bodies was unreal and it was obvious with her louder and repeated demand of fucking harder in her. She came back to again sit on my lap, rolling her fingers in my hair. She looked into my eyes with so much excitement. She told me, “When you let your wife check with me on my plan, I understood that you were planning to come to Mumbai.”I replied, “You are so intelligent, beauty with brains, hot and sexy too.”She kept caressing my hair and said, “This is so special Vinay, I cannot tell you how happy I am.”She crushed her body on me as she bent to pick her phone kept on the dining table. She.