”I repiled giggling,”I call you didi but you are not my real didi na,..”,she laughed and said “Naughty boy,..Well..So what do youI understood ...here this conversation wwas leading to but just to confirm I replied,”Didi,I like all of you..!!”,but she insisted,”Arey not like that re,what do you like in my body??And don’t feel shy to answer,its only you and me here and I will not feel bad whatever your answer might be,”,I was all excited now and so was my cock,”Didi,I like your black long hair,your. I approached a blind corner and since I was wearing a Walkman I could not hear anyone approaching as I made the turn. Bang! I collided with both of them and was hurled to the ground. I landed badly and tumbled ass over teakettle.He was not pleased with being knocked around unexpectedly. He spun and stood menacingly over my prone body. He bared his teeth and a ground-shaking rumble came from his muscular chest. It was obvious that he was angry. I was terrified that he was about to tear my head. “I’ve not seen you in your cycling gear before those are a bit tight aren’t they!” I was shocked by her bluntness but I replied “That’s why they’re called tights I guess.” We laughed and made small talk for a couple of minutes, Emma asked “How long will you be out riding for?” I replied “I’m not sure maybe 3 hours maybe longer.” She then shocked me again by saying “Mum and Dad are away on holiday when you get back why don’t you call in here before you go and shower, I’ll get you really sweaty!”. He knew he was serving her well by the constant music of her moaning and the rhythm her hips were making... meeting his inward tongue thrusts and pushing herself deeper onto him.It was such a perfect moment of sub-space that he didn't notice at first that she had begun stroking her clit. He could just make out the circular motion of her fingers on herself, but the give away that she was close was the increasing volume of moans and intensity of thrust onto his tongue with her sweet bud. And then.