It was not eighty five degrees, she thought to herself as she tugged on her skirt, trying to pull it lower so that it would provide more protection fr...m the cold; try ten degrees lower.Mr. khan, still waiting by the door, sighed, a facial gesture that made him look older than his twenty four years. “kavita, you and I both want to get on home, so I’ll make this quick.” He held the door open for her as she shuffled inside, her head bowed. His dark blue eyes followed her as she walked; her black. Fuck me with your fingers while you lick me she said. So I did. I could feel her cunny contracting and squeezing my fingers, then it hit her, she bucked and squeeled under me as her orgasm wracked through her pussy. Fuck stop she cried, enough. I lifted my head from between her legs and looked at her, she said can you get it up more than once if I make you cum, Yes I said. Good get up here and let me suck that cock of yours.She dived right down on me taking my cock right into the back of her. She was in almost a starfish position with her legs slightly apart and arms off to the side as I approached the side of the bed. The sleepwear was a two piece set with the top having very thin straps and short bottoms, cotton I think. From my vantage point at the side of the bed I got a nice view of her 36c boobs as they lay somewhat flattened under her top. The side of her breast was clearly visible and it seemed as if it would fall out the arm hole soon and I could tell that her nipples. Life had etched a few lines in her face that she’d smoothed out with makeup, and I was pretty sure her long, dark red hair had also benefited from a little touchup. There were a few lighter roots showing in her part. The low-cut tank top was filled to overflowing, and the little shorts did a nice job of showing off her round ass. I figured she made a lot of her income off tips. Hell, when I was drinking, I’d have tossed her a ten just so she’d stand across the bar from me. She drew a pitcher.