My mouth fell open, gasping in outrageous delight as she tugged at my left nipple with her lips. Her hands spun me around, meeting her mouth with mine...in an upended kiss. ‘Gonna fuck you… I’m gonna…’ Cindi panted with flowing vigor. She splayed her tongue across my forehead, grazing it across my bald sphere. Back again and again, tasting me as a feline would a bowl of warm milk. With my head now resting in her palms, her tongue feast carried through to my cheeks, my jaw… my nose. The dripping. I wished her all the best and told her u will this time.She smiled and thanked me and sorry I bored u but I was in love wd her! Then she began reading some magazine she had brot wd her. It was still not the era of smart phones ! I started reading a novel . She asked abt it. I showed her. It was! Innocent maid . She gave me a mischievous smile and nudged my thighs. I had a minor erection.Fir I described her the book. It was abt a maid who escapes molestations and rape attempts to become a. She reached down and grabbed mc and guided him to her waiting, dripping box. I slid him in down to the hilt after she slid him around her moist lips. I fucked her for a few strokes, then pushed her back. She got the idea and hooked her legs, rotating up. I pushed him against her bud, roughly pushing in, her bud parted and he slid down her tight channel. She held her legs back as is leaned in and grabbed hold of her boobs as I mucled her poor ass, her starfish hanging on to my shaft with every. Usme sab kuch sadhaaransa tha koi bhi aisi cheez nahi thi jo usse look-wise special banaye. Mere liye bas who ek badi behen thi, aur kuch nahi. Mai use kabhi attracted bhi nahi tha. Mujhe aajbhi woh din yaad hai jab hum sab parivaar usse airport chodne gaye the, ek simple si t-shirt and jeans, baal ajeeb se, make up ke naam pe kuch bhi nahi.Jab ek saal baad yahanwapis aane lagi, toh mummy-papa ne kaha chalo humare saath airport usse pick karke aate hain. Meri ek meeting hai, aisa.