We were scared that if we touch a good and dedicated Tribal woman and then we’ll be caught. However I gathered all guts and went to a woman. My frie...nd started shivering because of fear and I went to her and I was dressed and looking like well civilized. So she was happy to talk with me and I started with her name. My friend already informed about her doubtful and loose character and I asked her name she said she’s Buddiya as I said in the beginning she was in half saree of tribal model and this. She came to sit next to me, the candlelight and fireplace flames dancing off her hair and body. Sans the glasses she had on at our first meeting, her face appeared angelic in its smoothness and luster. She leaned close, kissing me on the lips lightly. The look in her eyes told me that this indeed was going to be the night of my life. She started unbuttoning my shirt and I gleefully assisted her in undressing me. Her touch was warm, her hands were soft and her nails ever so lightly scratched my. She moaned loudly as I penetrated her. She bent her legs at the knee, and her boots bumped against my back. I reached behind my back and closed the door. I pulled my penis back and thrust it inside her again. "Yes!" she cried. I let go of her shoulders, and placed my left hand between her shoulder blades, and held onto the chain of the handcuffs with my right hand. I began rhythmically pumping her pussy. My balls smacked against her thighs with every thrust. My cock was glistening from her. Without realising it, I had fallen into a daze, which was broken by Janet breathing in sharply. Not only that, she was now awake and looking at me. She smiled and I smiled back nervously, wondering if she had caught me looking again. This time she didn’t take her eyes off me and no matter how much I tried, I could not break contact. Before I could register what was happening, Janet slowly slid down a little in her seat until she was almost lying down. She adjusted the hem of her dress and.