"I'm freezing. That water is really cold! And these cramps. I almost drowned." "We've really got problems. Evidently you're a prostitute and he's the ...imp. We've got to stall for time." "I know, but I'm beat." Diane protested. "We've got to think of another way to delay him." Diane staggered to her towel and still shivering, dried herself. She lay face down, unfastened and took off the bathing suit top, buried it and her blouse in the sand just as the soaking wet pimp approached. I moved away. He pulled his hand away and covered her with her jacket, pulled her shirt back down and gave her a long, lingering kiss as he said they would have to find a place for them to carry on where they had had to leave off. They eventually found that place and pulled off the road and travelled up the narrow dirt track with large stones sticking out of the earth and huge dips in the ground from either wear or from stones being moved, and stopped. John got out and walked a little further along the track. " "Oh God I want it so much you filthy bastard…. Fuck me. Please fuck me!" He jack-hammered my cunt which grew wetter, wider and sloppier with each thrust - until I came so violently I thought I would suck the entire dildo inside me. He pulled it put hard and moaned, rubbing his cock against my leg as he massaged my massive cunt with both hands. I was greedy for more and I wanted him to really make his mark on my beautiful gaping sluthole so I reached up and with four fingers from each hand. I was on her left. I put my right hand over her right shoulder and took her in arm. She put her head on my shoulder and I moved my hand down to hold her along her waist and pull her closer. Since her saree was low waist, I ended up touching skin folds along her waist. I moved my hand towards her belly and caressed her soft belly. I was feeling like kissing her, but I controlled myself as there were few people in bus watching us. Then in few minutes our destination came and we got down at bus.