She was breathing at an exaggerated volume. Whatever she was listening to through her earphones was all she could hear. All Parker could hear were the...whimpering sighs pushing up from her throat as her breathing slowly grew deeper.Thighs jutting upward into a widely spaced V, her mound seemed perfectly formed, so carefully pampered as it was, with nothing but a pencil thin landing strip along the curve. One hand slipped over the teacup shape of her pussy, the fan of her fingers firmly rubbing. (she uttered these filthy words , to excite and fuel herself ) Sudhir heard the new bride say some thing looking into his eyes but it was not loud enough to be clearly audible. ?Ji?!?.Ignoring his question he held his arm and made him sit on her left side making sure that their thighs firmly pressed along each other .Candidly but with a confident motion Neha put her arm around his neck pulling him closer to herself .Without giving Sudhir any time to react, she bent sideways and captured his. “I would think it would be the nature of a void to be filled.”The woman laughed, then came and sat down right in front of him. “You might be right. Deia and I have been arguing over that for ... well, let’s just say a very long time.”They sat quietly for a moment, Yren listening to the screaming. Part of his mind analyzed the woman in front of him, trying to find a single aspect of her he could hold onto. He was looking for something of her – anything of her – he could build a memory around,. It was that obsession that started making him arrive early at his friend’s house on Sundays just to try and catch her in the house before she went outside. It was on this particular Sunday when he happened to catch her in the kitchen, that the following events unfolded. As he walked into the kitchen, Porsche had her back to him and was grabbing ice from the freezer. His eyes couldn’t help but take in her body and he slowly inspected every inch of it. Her tight ass was framed by the small bikini.