“You feel better now?” She nods and says yes. “I’m Maggie Crawford” she tells him, sticking out her hand to shake his. She finally adds a ge...uine smile. “Well Maggie Crawford, I’m Rick Tensely. Nice to meet you” he comes back. His smile is much more genuine and much bigger as well. She seems to look at it and at him and her smile appears to grow also. “Where to?” he asks. “Your place, mine, or a bar” she says half jokingly. “Huh?” he says. “Pardon me?” “Isn’t this where you endorse a pick up. I stuffed his penis back into his pants and wipe the dripping sperm off my chin. I lifted him and got him on my shoulders. I placed him in my back seat and drove to a nearby motel and got a room, I got him undressed and in bed. His penis was still erect and throbbing. I looked at him and decided '...what the heck...' I undressed and snuggled up against him and played with his rock hard phallus. He would moan and hunch a little as I manipulated his penis, I sucked him as sloppily as I could to. She was wearing a salwar suit of a very thin material. In the dim light , i cud see her breasts moving up and down. I got excited and slowly went and placed my hand on her breast very slowly. Only then I realized that perhaps she was not wearing her bra. I decided to check on her clothes, she changed before sleeping. I went to the chair near her bed and sifted through her clothes and found out her shameej, but didn’t found her bra there. I was somewhat in as dilemma what could be the case and. She was very much excited to listen to this and told me so and finally we decided to meet.I went to home. None other than Priti with a smiling face opened the door. She was wearing Lemon yellow silk sari tightly wound around her lush body. The sari clearly showed her graceful figure and some portion of her stomach and slightly bulging belly. Since she had worn the sari below the naval, I could see her deep belly button. Now let me tell you that Priti has a nice figure with 36 D boobs and nice.