I made her laugh, mene flirt bhi kiya uske sath. Baaton baaton me usne pucha “Agar kisi ko pta chal gya ki hum dono mile h to kya bolenge?”. I sai... “Kisi ko btana hi kyun h?” and I winked at her. She just smiled. I got a green signal that she can keep our meeting secret. As days passed, we started chatting daily. Slowly I started asking about her intimacy. She told me they do 2 times a week. My friend is busy with business and travel, so aur frequently ho nhi pata. I told her “jaruri thode hi. There, I left the bike, crossed the stream,and made for our secret clearing. The path seemed narrower and not aswell defined as I had remembered it. The entrance seemed smaller and Ihad to somewhat force my way in. The grass in the clearing was tall andthick, clearly no one had visited in a long time.The clearing seemed to welcome me, inviting me to explore all it had tooffer once again. As I walked around, each rock and patch of grassbrought to mind a memory of a more magical time. I. She felt the veins standing out on it with her tongue. As it came to the back of her throat she swallowed and let it go down. The contraction of her velvet smooth throat pulled on the Master’s cock inviting it deeper. He groaned as the first gush of cum filled her mouth. Margie quickly swallowed again and strained to bring her tongue up hard on the bottom of his member. The shaft flexed again and again each time pumping his load down into her belly. He kept the shaft buried in her mouth until. " A promise?" Jack asked. "About what?" That whatever happens here this weekend, whatever we do stays here amongst the four of us, and that none of us will ever say or tell anyone else about what happened here this weekend." Ah oh..." Darlene said looking at her sister. "What are you saying sis?" Simply this, let's face it, we're ALL horny at the moment, can we agree on that?"We all looked at one another, but there was no denying it. Jack certainly couldn't, his prick was still about as rock.