He came and waited near my street end and I dressed up in yellow saree and had made up. When I went to the street Rahul was waiting in the car. Rahul ...as a medium fair looking guy and we drove to a hotel out of Coimbatore and he already booked a good star hotel. Then we entered the room and he immediately closed the door. I got scared and started to sweat. He then got me near the bed and made me sit on the bed and went to the bathroom. I was very nervous he came back and sat next to me. My hand. The one who was stripping me pulled off my pants and threw them over his shoulder. Then they both laughed. I was wearing a jockstrap under my pants, because I was out of regular underwear. The one looked to the other and said, "Great, he must have wanted this. We won't even have to take them off."At this point I was terrified. Then the one guy unzipped himself and let out his monster hard on. His buddy released his grip, and the other grabbed my head and forced my mouth onto his cock. The other. Kris was fuckin’ (and I use that term quite literally) gorgeous, standing only a few inches shorter than me, curly dark red hair (I wasn’t sure if she was a natural redhead, but it sure looked like it to me), sky-blue eyes, a smile full of pearly whites, porcelain skin, softball-sized breasts, and the most perfect ass ever. She was a knockout chick all around and I had checked her out many times with my eyes while pretending to be perusing for movies and taking a drink from the water fountain. I lay on my back, and you get on top of me. You slowly enter my warm, and inviting pussy. Your thrusts are very slow, as you are making love to me. Is it the last time? We don’t know. Your body is so firm, and tight against my body. My breasts are voluptuous and my nipples are hard. My pussy is bald and wet. Your body is in complete rhythm with mine, as we slowly, and passionately make love. Our bodies are becoming one, as I moan in complete ecstasy. Your mouth is exploring my breasts, and you.