”“Well,” Julie Watson flared, “Your Hindu Casanova friend is not living his reputation. He is not fucking me even though I’m myself a great ...eauty. Moreover, I’m a foreigner. I’m his guest here, he being an Indian. I want to go to my country with the sweet experiences I may have in India. I want to experience how much of that is true what I hear of your friend Durgesh that he fucks extra ordinary.”Vaqārunnisā was in panic.“Durgesh! Julie has threatened that she will disclose our affair we kept. A half-hour session meant there was plenty of time to tease as she coaxed their relationship to a new level."Stephen, why don’t you take off my bra?" she whispered in her most seductive voice.He paused at the words and audibly swallowed as she pressed her chest against his, giving him plenty of room to reach behind.With the clasp undone, she leaned back waiting for him to finish the task. After a pause he slid the straps down her arms and removed the bra, tossing it into the corner. He then. Her hands quickened and fingers slipped deeper, intense low moaning, turning into stifled screams. Her orgasm came to her in a flash. Almost unexpectedly. Her Pelvis thrusting into the air, only leaving the soles of her feet and shoulders left on the rock, arching her back, repeatedly fucking her invisible lover. Fingers trained to tease the last tremor out slowly came to rest, her juices left to trickle down her thigh, and dripped onto the blanket. She lay semifetal as the last minor spasms. I placed my hands on her leg just above her knee, one hand on the outside the other on her inner thigh. I began to rub the lotion into her leg. She cooed again, shifting her body a little and spreading her legs just a little more. I could hear her breathing getting a little faster. I ran my hand up her leg a bit, my fingers now only an inch from that stunning pussy. She spread her legs further apart; there was no mistaking it now, her dress was hiked up quite a bit and her pussy spread wide.