Then i moved my hand down between her legs and felt her on the love valley. Her pantie was very silky and it was very wet. I rubbed her on the pussy a...rea while still sucking her tit. She was in real heat now, as i could make out by her squeezing on my dick. I knew that she will not resist me if i pull her pantie down. But i wanted her to ask for it. So i continued to rub the pussy area with out touching the skin. I could feel that she got lot of pubic hair and her lips were bulged. I tried to. They will let you stay with them if you want. Oh, and welcome to America!”“Thank you. It’s good to be back home!”I knew that. Every time I came back from India I had to pick up my luggage and let the Customs people paw through my clothes. And equipment. And souvenirs. Off to one side of the Customs area there was a similar area for everyone who didn’t carry a US passport.I waved my hand at the girls and said ‘Come’, whistling ‘Immigration Man’ by the Beatles. No, they did ‘Tax Man’. I couldn’t. Me and my gf were pretty excited about this journey as we had never spent a night together like this. I was already turned on by my thoughts and my gfs clothing that day didn’t help my case. She wore a sleeveless denim top which beautifully revealed her shaved underarms and shorts which were exposing her thighs. She wore a hot black bra inside her denim top which I could see. She looked like a cute little sex bomb that day. After having dinner the time I was waiting for finally came. I sat in. So I did. ‘I want this,’ I said, slowly, softly working my hand under his boxers, working his pants off his body, working his cock into my hand. The softness of his skin in my palm made my pussy ache and I wrapped my fingers firmly around his thickness. I heard him take a breath and hold it, a small smile forming itself on my lips at his pleasure, and slowly, I worked his dick back and forth in my hand. ‘I want to feel this inside me’, I said, barely enough of a whisper to be heard, his cock.