Dylan, I demand an explanation! I raise my voice just slightly above a whisper. Then I see where we are going. We round a corner and run up a long all...y, then break out into the open. Were standing the unfinished grounds of a build site for a small house. Its located up on the hill with a perfect outlook of the town below us. The late morning sun adds a haze of golden yellow to the world below us and I freeze, breathless at the stunning site. Ive never really shown anyone else this&hellip,so,. And resumed pumping himself in her . . . in response to her passion. Thus he pumped his seed into her with fresh vigor and zeal . . . until Tulika was fully satisfied, satiated, and spent out.So long Arindam acted as a stealthy voyeur, and then when his wife and her teacher retired to deep sleep, inter-twined, he got up, and stood beside the divan to closely see them if they are really asleep. Being sure of their sleep, he undid his “lungi” to free his own angry cock, and then pushing ‘guruji’. 5am. Still dark. Then I remembered, and my cock was in her hand, and she was pumping, and sliding her thumb over my cock head as her hand slid to the tip, arousing my even more. Her pendulous tits were pressing against my arm. I saw her smile in the twinkle of light we had and she whispered to me, “I’m wet all over my soft, warm lips, and I need you inside me now”. With that she straddled me her pussy moistening my abdomen as she pushed her boobs into my face. She gasped asking me to bight her. One minute she would say something that I was sure was joking and the next she would look so serious that I wondered. It was stimulating and flattering at the same time. About the time I would think I had answered all of Maria's concerns another course of the meal would arrive delivered by Mrs. Che, who would say something about Sarah that would set Maria off on another tangent. I think Maria was exploring my likes, dislikes and opinions. It was a part of the typical interchange between two.