Rani was taking Meera and her best friend Anjali for a lunch and movie treat. Anjali and Meera were in the same college and were together almost all ...the time. Like Meera, Anjali was also an orphan living with her grand-parents. Both of them didn’t yet have any boyfriends and were virgins, although they liked the male attention. Both addressed Rani as Maasi(Aunt) and admired her a lot. “Maasi – you eat everything, still don’t put on weight and are so hot. I wish I look half as good as you do. I was just in time! With one final shove I watched (and filmed) as he deposited his spunk into her, his balls squeezing up and down rhythmically, his tube, at the bottom of his shaft, bulging, pulsing and rippling as he shot a huge load of spunk into her. Later, on watching it back at home, we counted 10 large spurts and several smaller ones at the end.He pulled out and I took a quick shot into her pussy, holding it open with my fingers to show the whiteness of his cum against the pink of her. I had been passive until about here. I ran my hand under his shirt and raked my fingers over his chest and down his stomach, enjoying the taut and soft hairy feel of a man's body. Ever the gentlemen, Brian undid his fly for me and then went back to attending my boobs and pussy. He buried his hands down my pants until he fingers were making contact with my freshly shaven and now thoroughly wet pussy. I gasped at the jolt of pleasure as he targeted and aggressively cuddled my plump clit. My hips. "Absolutely, though there isn't much to see," I admitted."So where are you from?" the preteen boy asked."I'm from North Carolina," I replied."Is that far?" he asked."The way I have been traveling it's pretty much over a thousand miles," I suggested."Wow," the boy's mom said. "How long have you been on the road?" Well it's been almost ten days but it seems longer. I could have done the same distance easily in two days in a car." I admitted."I bet you have some great stories," the boy.