And I kept doing it.Fir dheere dheere apna towel nikaal diya aur meri rod uski ass pe touch krne lgi.Itni soft jaise koi pillow ho.Fir maine uske aam ...e hath rakh diye and she stopped talking. Bas mze le rahi thi. Bohot zor se dbaane lga unhe.I was squeezing her nipples. Use halka sa pain hua.She said. “Sahab araam se. Dard ho rha hai.Koi baat nahi.Dbaa lo par araam se.”She was moaning now.Aaahhhh.. Sahaabb .Hmmm .. Now I kept her hand on my dick.She got shocked again.”Ye kya hai..Itna bada!!!”. He could probably feel the wetness soaking through my knickers, and carried on. I buckled under the pleasure and he smirked and said something weird like "do something bold" in his Swiss accent so it didn't make much sense to me. Our kisses got even more desperate and dirty, as he pushed the chair he was sitting on away in favour of pushing me harder against the wall, gently thrusting his cock against me through layers of fabric. His hand was still playing with my hair and the other with my. She looked to the horse to cover her embarrassment. He was everything she had fantasized about, right down to the accent and southern charm. She could feel herself getting wet again just thinking about it. She hoped that it wasn’t still showing through her scrubs. “How about I help you get him in the trailer,” she asked, still avoiding eye contact with Dean.“I sure would appreciate that. He can be a handful at times.” Dean moved forward and fastened the doors all the way open and began to lead. Not right now anyway. I decide it's time forour first serious chat. "Jay... how do you, like, know you're a girl?"She opens her mouth but doesn't say anything. Her eyes roll up and to theside. It's like she's searching her brain for the words. She eventuallyfinds them. "It's so obvious I never even questioned it." That sounds awesome because I have no idea whether I'm a boy or girl." I kinda thought since I was a girl you didn't have to be."I started this conversation expecting we'd have all.