"You can look at her," Pranay told me. "I don't think it will work unless you do."I rubbed my hands over my face and turned towards the bed. Amita was... the prettiest Indian girl in the school, but it was not a qualification of her beauty as in 'she is pretty for an Indian girl'. Amita had the goods and then some!Maria noticed me looking and stretched Amita's arms over her head. Amita fell on the elegant side of female curves. Her breasts were a little smaller than a handful. Her hips rounded. But her muscles adapted and eventually she barely noticed it any more. This was her final week training with the both of them. If she passed this course, she’d be able to go on any and all of the missions that came down.She was standing by the firing line listening to the instructions Robert and Steven were giving her for the final course of fire for the day.“Ready for this?” Steven asked her.“Yeah, I’m a bit twitchy about this course though.” She told him.“Don’t worry about it, that’s just. I counted off my points on my fingers. It is also a fact that you let Michael between your legs only right after returning from here. It is a fact that the days of the exile fall almost exactly one week before your period, the time that you would be ovulating and most fertile. I chuckled. Steve has been bragging for years about his Little Liza, the married little slut who he gets pregnant every time he can manage it. He even had me pick up the present he had made for her- a gold charm anklet. Moving my fingers to slip inside her hole my tongue was bringing her ever so closer.Then her hand was on the back of my head grinding me into her pussy as she stifled out a whimper followed by a groan, her hand was clamped over her mouth as her juices flowed over my face, her thighs shook with her after effect of her orgasm. I sat up and she pulled me up, unbuttoning my jeans I sat in my seat as she knelt in front of me.Releasing my 6” she ran her tongue up and down my shaft, licking my helmet.