She seemed to have a plan, whether it worked out or not was another story. I left there with much less concern about her future. I also gave her a hun...dred dollar bill in exchange for a promise that should would take her mom to dinner with at least part of the money.I made the long drive home in a little under two more hours. My hip ached, but it had been a successful trip. I felt as though I could relax and live my life. Hopefully things would be moving forward.I left Samantha a text message,. He pulled up my sweater and pulled it over my head. I helped him off with his sweater. We both took our shoes off and took our own jeans off. Rich unhooked my bra and I helped him off with his boxer shorts. He was nude and I was in my panties. “Ellen, lay down on the quilt.” I then went on the quilt and put my head on the pillow. We both were on the quilt kissing and holding one another. My fingers moved between his legs and I grabbed his cock. I noticed that he was semi-hard. I stroked his. She had also shared her live pictures. So it was confirmed that she wasn’t fake and she lived in Bangalore. We use to sext frequently but couldn’t meet as I went to study in a different place. She is actually from Mumbai but works in Bangalore and stays alone in a 1BHK house. She resembled the gorgeous actress Kajal Aggarwal but she was a bit shorter than Kajal. Mansi had firm boobs and a tight ass to which anyone would crave all the time. She was fit and had minimal fat in her body.We used to. When John felt the first gentle ripples of herculmination he pulled his fingers from her steepingcunt.“Oh God no John… put it back in please,” she beggedhim.“I am Sir, or Master to you whore, don’t call me by mygiven again!”“I beg your forgiveness my Lord, its just that yourhands have made me mad with lust, please fuck me nowMaster,” she pleaded with him again!She moved her hand under her body heading for her clit,but John caught the movement..