We kissed each other with wild passion.Her dick’s thrust kept the pleasure rippling through me. My flesh spasmed around her while our tongues dueled... The shower splashed on her side, the spray hitting my skin. Little drops of heat that made me shudder.Our tongues dueled.Our nipples kissed.She thrust her cock faster and faster into my pussy. My convulsing flesh welcomed her every thrust. I reveled in it. This wonderful heat swept through me. I groaned, my heart thundering beneath my breasts,. Even though shewas busy speaking with her friends.When we came to our bus stop, we stood out. Jenny had a friend with herand they were chattering about summer holidays and what they would do. Ididn't say much. I never said much. It always got me in trouble. I alwayssaid something stupid and it was embarrassing to hear from others howdumb I was. I usually looked down at my feet while we walked. I wonderedhow my brain could remember to put one leg in front of the other. How dowe remember to. She did not say anything but she was slightly blushing.I reached and pressed her left boob over her clothes. She reacted quickly by removing my hand and closing her arms across her boobs.“Rahul, please. You should not touch me there”, mom said in a meek tone.“Then can I touch you here”, I said placing my right hand on her belly’s side. I started tickling mom. Mom jumped from her seat. She started laughing and tried to swat my hand away. I started tickling her with my left hand as well. Mom was. In school and throughout my childhood I was made fun of if not outright bullied. It was tough never really finding real love, never quite feel like you belong. But life turned around for me when I moved to New York.I know it's not a city for everyone but It's perfect for me. There is always something you can do and most people don't know about you if you don't want them to. And tonight would be like many nights before—an adventure for itself.I should probably let you know, I'm a call girl. Hold.