.Wo ankhe band krke madhosh ho rhi thi…Aab maine uski salwar ka nada khola and uski panty ke upar se uski chut masalne lga..Dosto uski panty upar se...gilli ho gyi thi..Fir me use masalne lga..Wo bhi aab thodi dhere dhere siski lene lgi thi…waise humari bus me gaane chal rhe the toh itni aawaj ka pta kisis ko bhi nhi chalta..Fir maine apne hath uski panty me dala toh who ek dum se sisak si gyi..Me dar gya toh usne apna hath se mere hath ko upar se chut ki aur andar ko dhakka dene lgi..Fir main. He kept his hold on her hair and reached around with his other hand to hold her throat. He applied just a bit of pressure, not enough to constrict her airway, but enough that she was well aware of his control."Yeah, baby," she groaned. "Give it to me!"With his hand on her neck, he could feel each ragged breath and her moans and sighs of pleasure reverberated through his palm, his pleasure ratcheting upward. His thrusts grew stronger, ramming his cock deep into her pussy. She pushed her hips. My legs were then wrappedin heated towels. I closed my eyes in ecstasy, wondering how I would everbe able to walk! Every muscle in my legs and feet were in a total relaxedstate. It was over way too soon as the technician gently removed theexcess oils and used a wonderfully scented lotion on my legs.She smiled and asked if I wanted color on my toes. Shocked, I said maybenext time (I was still somewhat nervous). She smiled and applied a basecoat to each nail, followed with a pinkish-clear coat.. I couldn’t do anything to seduce her. But destiny had a plan for me. The same year we shifted, my brother’s marriage was fixed. It was to be at Alibag and we had two buses full of relatives and neighbors.And guess who came from Anita’s family?? Just her!I don’t know why but weddings make me extremely horny so while returning to Mumbai I was in the last seat. Since many people had decided to stay at Alibag for fun the bus was half empty.So I slept on the last seat so that nobody else would come.