With every thrust feeling like a log of redwood inside her, she gasps for air and lay there being fucked like never before. For what seemed like forev...r, when she could feel the hot juices shooting up inside her so much. She could have sworn that he was filling every crack of her insides with his hot cum. He was pumping so much that soon she thought it would come up and fill her mouth too. He lay there on top of her, rocking his dick slowly in and out slightly. He could feel the muscles of her. "Hmmm, that's a chance you must take, Dan. You’ve got very little to bargain with, Mr Peeping Tom,” she purred. “But, would it help if I confessed something you might find it interesting?" I was still unsure of what was going on but I agreed that her confession might help. "Well," she said and paused. My anxiety increased in the silence until she continued, "At first, I wasn't sure of where or what you were staring at but then I realised what was going on." Another giggle. "Anyway, I didn't. And one who became less conservative about her dress as the humid summer heat dragged on.Things finally came to a head(so to speak) when, after reading five magazines over three and a half hours, Mrs. Crotchy helped me up from the sofa, looked into my eyes, told me how sweet I was and gave me a hug as I looked down into her pretty cleavage under a see-through blouse. My stiffy spewed its cream into the front of my thin running shorts as I tried to get away and hide my embarrassment. As she felt. But he mentioned that he had motion sickness and didn’t really want to sit in the front.We both sat on the back seat and he introduced himself as Amit who was an IT engineer and working with a company in Pune. We started talking and somehow I started finding him kind a hot and cute. He too felt the same way and came closer to me. We touched and held hands for some time and once it got dark outside he whispered in my ears that he wanted to kiss me. I too got aroused and let him kiss me. One.