I knew she was near orgasm becaue of her gasping and the strained muscles I could see in her neck. I brought her off in what seemed to be a very big o...gasm and then started to slide on top of her. Her hand moved away."No. Stop. I can't. Not with my parents in the next room."She pushed me away. I lay back exasperated, and then got up and put my shorts back on. She was lying on the bed with her legs still parted, her skirt rucked up, and my cock was hard enough to hurt."You're not mad are you?. She was looking pretty with her dressing. We got into the bus, she took the window seat and I on the aside. Then a nice telugu film was running in the TV and she was watching, since she is telugu girl, she started to explain me all the dialogues and story. It was nice romantic movie and the dialogues were so romantic, at times she used to blush while explaining me, encouraged by this I used persist her for the real explanation. At times she used to avoid telling me the actual meaning, but I can. That's the main way she likes to use me to cum. She holds me like a man in missionary position and she takes the gag out with her teeth and pushes her tongue into my mouth. She keeps my mouth filled with her tongue the whole time she's mounted on me like that, rubbing and sliding and rocking and grunting.I didn't know she was like that when I met her. Sometimes she says she didn't quite know it about herself either. She actually has an innocent and friendly look. How we met, and how our. The words died in my throat as in that second I had a flashback of the dream from last night. I saw parts of it, bits and pieces that heated my body. My face burned, as if he could imagine it and see the words in my mind. His eyes staring at my hands Teasing his body Fingers walking down his chest Stopping at his now tight jeans. My soft wet tongue on his nipple Flicking one then the other Finding strong warm hands on my back Longing for them in other places as well. Trying not to make a fool.