I had been in this john and others like it in the past year and every time I got scared and left before anything happened. A few time my fear keep me ...from even getting hard. This time what little fear I had added to the excitement. I looked through the hole at his cock. It was a little longer then mine and the skin the same olive tone.The old guy left and Jim stood up and put his cock through the hole. As I get up I step out of my pants and kick them towards Jim's stall. They slide across the. I didn’t want to take any chance of running as I was wearing a white Chutidar and heals.Moreover with my curved assets I didn’t want to give those passers by a gala time. I walked as fast as possible but till I reach the bus stand I was completely drenched in rain as I was not carrying any umbrella. The water was dripping from my hair over my body to the floor. My deep cleavage, my white navel, my belly were all visible as the wet white churidar clinked onto my body. 15 minutes had passed and. She’s rubbing her clit so hard I think she might cum. It’s so hot watching her suck and jerk Darren, kissing the underside of his huge cock, actually bigger than our red dildo, and dragging her tongue up the long shaft. Darren groans. It was the hottest thing I could imagine, my extremely hot, young, lithe little French wife, back arched, ass in the air, naked as she spread her knees to gain access to her snatch, her fingers pulling at her clit, her pussy lips, while I watched her lips. Despite how tight she was, I slipped in without much resistance thanks to how wet she was. Her legs immediately locked behind mine and she began to try to pull me deeper. I wasn't able to withdraw very far so I made up for it with slamming back into her as hard as I could. Her breasts bounced with every thrust and she grunted every time I bottomed out. She was fucking me back nearly as hard as I was giving it to her. Her pelvis would raise every time I thrust forward and I was afraid she was.