I asked her for coffee and she agreed and I did share the coffee I had been carrying with me.While sitting down on the berth, her saree had fell of he... shoulders and I was able to see her amazing boobs. She did notice me watching her, but did not say anything, only commented…did you never see any thing like this before…and while keeping up with the conversation she did look up at my things on the seat and pulled out the playboy magazine with an erotic and naughty smile on her face.Now there was. I stopped her and told her that she did not have my permission to touch herself. She looked shocked but stopped. It was then time to tell her about my eating out and finger fucking her cousin. How she liked the taste of my dick and came hard when I told her of fucking her horny mother. She said she wished someone would fuck her mother. It was then I told her how I would like to fuck her and her Auntie at the same time and make them play with each other. That was too much as she started to pull. During the taxi drive home I was aching to be entered, I could smell the sex on myself, and so could he. I removed my thong with a gentle grace which was almost beyond me, and as I leant in to embrace him I paused my hand under his nose for a little longer than neccesary, I wanted him to smell me, be ready for how much I needed this fuck. His gaze met mine for the first time since the bar, he began to kiss me passionately, fucking my mouth with his long, wet tongue, letting me know what he had. Squeezing my neck and shoulders with her leg, I wanted to taste her. I stood on my knees, pushed her up more, put her other leg on my shoulders, holding her up.I felt her tremble, beg and plead. Felt her dig into my skull and pull my hair. Screaming my name she came in my mouth, I greedily drank her up. She tasted amazing, and I let her know that. Coming off my shoulders, she looked spent, her eyes wild and her hair a mess. I pulled her into the bed. I wanted more; I rarely indulge in.