I always finger fuck her pussy when we were alone in office and I put my hands inside her skirt and grab her ass cheeks whenever the chance came and t...en came the best part and we were returning home in my vehicle one day.Our other colleagues were also with us in front of other colleagues we always behave normally. We had arranged to meet later after she had completed her marketing in the meantime and I had gone to buy condoms and I was hell bent to fuck her this time.After her call came I. “Isn’t that the clothing-optional beach down near San Diego?”Kyle kissed the top of her head and said, “You seemed to like the concept of ‘clothing optional’ this morning.”“Uh, slightly different environmental conditions when compared to a beach, don’t you think?”“You haven’t said ‘no’ to the idea though,” he teased her.“Where you are concerned, I think for the most part that word has left my vocabulary. The second you admit your love for me, it will vanish entirely, never to resurface. On Sunday I went to tuition. When I ring bell she opened the gate and welcomed me. I went inside; she was wearing a beautiful black salwar suit. She went inside the study room and called up me. She was sitting. I went there and sat on a chair. Madam was looking at me. I was in shirt and trouser.As soon as she bend herself I watched her boobs and become u*********s for some time. My little friend woke up and started fighting with my pant there was a little bulk on my trouser. I tried to hide it. All through the football season, we stayed at each other’s houses after school and slept over sometimes. His mom Lupita was a great cook and always had food for us whenever I came over which was often.One afternoon around 3:30, I went to Carlos’ house and walked right in as was our tradition in both homes. We lived the traditional ‘Me casa es tu casa’ Mexican custom. Lupita yelled from upstairs for me to come in and make myself at home and check the stove. I did as she instructed and retrieved.