" She smiled at me in a way I had never seen, warmer, softer."Well, that's okay, I'll just be going back to town." No, John. You're not driving fiftee...n miles back into town without at least coming in for a cold drink. Now you go sit in the living room and I'll bring us some." She pointed me to the living room and turned to go to the kitchen. I watched her ass transport her through the door and went in and sit on the couch.She came in carrying two glasses of Coke and set them on the coffee. They were pressed together, getting my come all over them both. He fucked her deeply, grunting as he pushed. She grabbed his head and kissed him with , long deep, wet kisses. She likes to suck your tongue as she gets fucked, and it is great to watch. She was really excited because she started coming very quickly. I saw her nails start to dig in his back as she said “Fuck, fuck I am going to come for you.” Her quickly started coming too, and tried to pull out before he did, but she said. This kind of starring went on for a month and I slowly got the confidence and realized that she knew that she was being adored by me. One fine day we had a party organized by the office at one of the hotels in Delhi. Every body was having a great time and I too was enjoying the beauty of my dream girl. She was dressed a in a blue Saree, she had done her make up in such a way that her beauty was even more highlighted. I finally made the courage of talking to her on that day. She knew my name as. If the boys looking over could show cum on their hands too. She would get pussy juice on her fingers, let them smell it and a select few got to suck them into their mouths. One woman said the girl had let her son go down on her on the bus while everyone watched, but others were saying her son was full of shit. He would not even have a clue where to lick. Plus he was more interested in sucking other boys off.Sounds about right from what other people said about a boy on the bus.I had no idea.