As they sat their legs were touching each other's and while the cart moved and undulated on the bumpy road, she was actually trying to get more of...his touches. Her heart was beating faster and undoubtedly she was having a revisit of her emotions of her college day dating escapades. Maya was holding his hand firmly and he was playing with her nimble fingers. His palm was warm and was giving her a very good turn on. Seeing a darker instance as they travelled slowly through the village. He was no young guy, but for his age, he was very fit looking, she liked his chest and ran her fingers through the hair, "Shall we begin, Jeff?" she asked demurely as she took his hand and led him towards the bed. He had her get on all fours on the bed, pulling the tube of lubricant from his bag before joining her, he lay opposite from her and nudged her body over his, she looked down at his flaccid cock and licked her lips, remembering the recent taste she had accepted. She flinched as she. She bent down and asked if I was OK, I had to force my eyes away from her heavy chest and exposed cleavage. My knee is really bad I replied, and with that she put her hand were the pain was. Her touch made me shiver and I could feel the blood beginning to pump into my penis. I had to turn away and think of calmer things, I couldn’t afford to get hard in my white cycling shorts, she would see everything and think I was a perv. What can I do, shall I call an ambulance she said, no I replied. . God... I am clooosssssseeeeeeeeeeeeee, my God! God, I am... I am... Oh my! I am....”A brief moment of silence.“CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMINNNNNNNNNNNGGGGAAAHHHH!!!”A full load of female juices ‘exploded’ on Merder’s face at result of the orgasm Layla had. It was so intense that he had to stop drinking her juices and watch for a while to see her reactions bearing the ultimate moment of sexual pleasure that a woman can have. The Dutchman had time to drink and lick everything that Layla could deliver to.