She was sleeping in my room. I asked her, “Where are my parents?” she said, “They went to market.” I changed my cloths and ate lunch. I was re...dy to leave to play outside when Bhavya called me inside and asked to me massage her legs. First, I refused to oblige because I wanted too badly to go outside.She tempted me by saying; “You are very good at massaging and I will give you one rupee if you massage me like that” Her offer was tempting. So I started to massage her legs. She said, “Massage my. As I did so, I kept enjoying the sight of her neatly formed, slightly hairy asshole whilst at the same time enjoying the natural, day long, sweaty aroma emanating from the depths of her crack.Lowering my face down on the small of her back, I took the opportunity to inhale the scent of the top of her ass crack, savouring the warmth and aroma of her most intimate place. Slowly, still fingering and massaging, I moved my nose down her crack, arriving on top of her pucker, the fine hairs now. She opens the door and walks inside. It is a nice sized room with a huge king-sized bed against the far wall. She walks in a few feet and speaks without turning around."How long do you think you can play this little game with me? This is insane you know?"He moves in behind her and gives her a good hard shove forward. She stumbles and lands on the bed face down."Don't fucking move." he snarls.She freezes. Hands grasping the blanket under her tightly. Turning her head she has to blow her hair. I slipped my hands from under her tits, and embraced her. My hands found their way to her firm ass and squeezed her cheeks as we shared a passionate kiss.Joni broke off the kiss and took my hand in hers. We waded over to the side of the pool, “I need to feel your cock in my pussy,” she said as she bent forward, her back facing me.She gripped the pool’s edge with her hands as I moved up behind her. I rubbed the tip of my cock along the length of her slit several times before pushing past the.