I kept trying to push as deep her as possible into her hot wet pussy. Again she held on to the wall and let another orgasm pass. This time, the longer... she held the wall the more I rocked my hips to push in and out of her even though we were not walking. Her breathing was getting faster but somehow she got the strength to try to walk forward again. I walked with her but no longer cared about anything. Now with each step I would try to pound her as much as possible, fucking her with all the force. She wasn’t wearing a bra. “Do you like them?”Remarkably, I only looked for a fraction of a second. Then, I looked out the windows, praying nobody was outside, and said, “Pull your shirt back down.”“Nuh uh. Not until you answer me,” she said. “Cammie, stop it.”“Not until you answer.” There were a million more intelligent things to say, but I was in a panic – and it was the truth. “They’re incredible, okay?”She grinned and pulled her shirt back down. “See, that wasn’t so hard. I bet. I told her my plan that night, and she agreed that since I had made new friends and that John was willing to let me stay so she could have our rv, it was going to work. The day she arrived I had everything ready, lots of books, dvds, and plenty of food for her. It sucked that I couldn't be close to her, hug, kiss, or anything else, but we had to be safe. Since our Rvs were close we could each sit outside on the respective decks and talk. I told her a little about John, leaving out anything. After some time a girl came out with a dog in her hand. A stunning tall beauty with red lips, long hair with magnetic eyes. I looked into her eyes and she also looked at me. We both had a soft smile on our lips.On daily basis, this was happening now. If sometimes she didn’t come at that time I would wait for some time. Otherwise, she would wait for me, pretended to read the newspaper. After one month we become friends, her name was Nithya, a Bangalore girl, her studies were over and she was.