We then decided to go to Basantpur Durbar Square.She sat on my scooty very close to me as if we were couples. In the way, she told me about her experi...nce with her boyfriend on a bike ride during her college days. I was surprised to hear that. That time I confirmed that she is a very easy going person.Nobody can guess by looking at her face that she would be too cool while talking. We visited different places that day. During that time she was intentionally touching my body which I was aware. He rolled his eyes, unable to decide if he was more lost in the sight or the feel of her. And as she sucked him in, squeezing her tight inner walls around him, making him grow impossibly thicker, he thrust into her as deep as he possibly could go, filling her up to the max, till he was smiling at her desperate little whimpers. Just seeing her, naked down on her knees, thrusting her ass back, begging to be filled and fucked good and hard, was almost too mind-blowing to be real. Just like that. She was so yummy. I licked and sucked and all of a sudden, she was shaking and cumming. Her cum dripped out of her pussy with every pulse of her pussy. I licked and slid a finger tip into her, driving her wild. Amber pulled on my head, making he lick and suck harder. Cumming again, Amber shook hard, trying to be quiet and telling me how fucking good I ate her pussy. I moved up and kissed her. As I laid over her, I placed my cock at her pussy. Amber said wait and rolled out from under me. Not. With the little bit of moral support Miles now knew he could get through the next six. “Seven! Thank you Ma’am.” Miles could take it. He wanted to take it for Mrs. Dupree. His mouth fell open and he looked directly into Celia’s eyes and gasped a single word, “Harder!” Crack! “Eight! Harder please Ma’am.” A switch had clicked in Miles’s head and he was consumed with an overwhelming desire to please, to sacrifice himself to Mrs. Dupree. The doorbell sounded and they both froze. Miles jumped.