“Who is it?” Alison shouted from behind the door. The incessant pummeling on the door stopped.“It’s George Ikechi, your neighbor from up the r...ad. I’m stuck out here and need help, please,” a voice that sounded vaguely familiar replied. Alison did not recognize the name. A clatter from the lock turning brought a momentary smile to George, but he quickly replaced it with a brooding frown when the door opened.Alison opened the door to an onslaught of wind and rain and a flood of humid night air. She admired the shape, size and texture of his sex muscle. It was un-cut, at least 8 inches long and thick like a flag pole in circumference. She studied the swollen veins and the ridges, loved to handle his heavy sac in her soft hands and rolling those tender balls with love. She placed her lips at the cock tip and slowly swallowed the massive meat pole in her mouth tasting their recent sex. A heavy musk of her pussy blood, sweat and combined cum fluids of both, from her deflowering. Divina’s wings being etheric, they simply flickered and passed through him as he continued to drive into her at a slow pace.Moaning pleasantly with each in and out, Divina crooked her head around and stuck out her small tongue.Quinn twirled his tongue around hers, and then closed his month over hers, kissing her eagerly as he sustained his steady rate of plunging into her tight wet vaginal fissure.As he made love to her slowly with both his tongue and his prick, vivid images like forgotten. We had a couple round of sex chats and we were looking forward to meeting each other. She was really happy and wanted to buy me something while coming from Dubai, but I wasn’t really interested in anything other than her.She said that she has a flat in Jayanagar and I was staying in Electronic City, so we thought of hanging out at her flat.Finally, the day arrived when she landed in Bangalore and she had a property owner to receive her. She finished off her work till the evening and we decided.