You were wearing a cute little casual skirt. You smiled with that evil grin that always gets me. You backed up to the regular washer, hopped up on i... and said, “wanna go for a spin.” OMFG I love it when you say something cheesy like that!! You spread your legs to reveal that nothing was under that skirt. I was both shocked and excited out of my mind. You reached down and spread your lips to show how wet you already were. You started to finger your clit. I was stunned. I looked around. "Good. You've lubed me up nice. Now fuck my butt," she said. She'd surprised me; she'd never let me have her butt before; labeled me a pervert for even asking the one time I had. But, this was no time for questions. She was offering; I was taking. I stood, adjusted myself, and pressed into her. She had to reach back and guide me, but I gained a lodgment. "Now, screw me nice and slow. I want it to last a bit, okay?" she said. "Yes, yes," I said. It took a while but I had her three times: once. ”“Oh really?”“Yes really, you’re getting far too close to him.”“Let me remind you Michael of just who’s idea this was in the first place.”“I know, I know and now I’m stopping it.”“Like hell you are.”“So you admit it, you want to see him again.”“Yes of course I want to see him again, you know I do and what’s more the next time you have a few drinks, you’ll be telling me to ring him again, you know you will.”“You’re just a fucking slut.”“And who wanted me to be a fucking slut?, you did, it was. So I decided to make her ready for the same. But Indian girls are normally not ready for this before marriage. And so was Deepa. So I made her slowly. I touched her Choot with her suit on. And really she liked it. One day I slipped my hand in her salwar and panty and touched the hot juicy hole. She was damn hot at that time and bit my shoulder.So I decided to make the two ends meet. I discussed it with her, and she said no. I said I will only masturbate you and you do it with me. Also we can.