She asked me “aap mujhe kharid ke do na” looking straight into my eyes. She was looking sexy that day. I noticed the body contours that day when h...r wet clothes were all stuck to her body. Amazing sight of breasts and buttocks. She continued her work and I went off to office.Next day she kept a nighty at my place. This she said she can wear while her clothes dry. I bought her an umbrella as well.On a Saturday, my holiday, it was raining. She came in a sari but despite umbrella the lower part of. His throat was so hardcore fucked that he saw stars and forgot his name. It was an incredibly intense, brutal, deep-throat blow-jobbing. James proved, once again, that he is the slutty cock-whore of India. No one has given more blowjobs than James has. Before the butt-bouncing had started, James had been face-fucked so hard that he was light-headed, and his mind was complete mush. Garima watched James sitting on the floor with his tongue hanging out, his eyes crossed.His head was weaving back. "Her eyes welled up with tears, her lips forming a shaky smile, overflowing with joy at hearing the words she had so longed for him to say. She throws her arms about his neck, pushing him back against the headboard, and she grins hearing him grunt playfully. She kisses his lips, amazed at how natural and easy this felt. So RIGHT. He grasps her hips, returning her sweet kiss happily. She dips her head, planting a few errant kisses down his jawline, heading for his neck, nipping the skin there. Simon’s voice was husky as he grabbed my hips.“So, are you ready?” he said.“Yeah,” I managed to whimper as he pulled up my dress.He reached between my legs and when his fingers ran over my already swollen pussy I let go of a long sigh.“Let’s make you nice and wet,” he said and began to rub my clit.My legs shook and I was gasping. His finger slid inside me and I spread my legs a bit. I was now lying across the passenger seat and held on to the hand brake for dear life.Simon stopped fingering me.