I let my hand be used as well and still focused on the movie. He then moved his hands on my thighs and opened the string of my shalwar.My brain had st...opped working and my body was intoxicated by now and my legs parted involuntarily to allow his hand in. He fingered my pussy and played with my clit for the next 10 minutes. My body was starting to get stiff in preparation to cum when he stopped and brought his mouth near my ears and uttered his first works so far “Chalein” means “shall we go”. He. I turned to him wondering how best to do it. In the end he decided for me "ok a deals a deal on the floor" he said grinning as he opened his legs motioning me to kneel in between his legs, his cock curved up pointing towards his face as he lay back into the sofa watching me. I knelt down in front of him and took his cock in my hand, it felt nice, very hard and warm, it twitched with my touch.I leant down and licked it causing it to twitch more. I ran my tongue up the whole length of his shaft. The travel rug was our only modesty as we were bumped about on the backseat, the smooth leather providing no traction under our bare-asses. We had been travelling down twisting single-track roads for hours. We passed the last house around 10 miles back (if you could call it a house; a ramshackle croft turned holiday cottage, waiting out the lonely months till the life spark returned). We had seen no signs of life other than a few small herds of bedraggled goats, sheltering behind crags.We. “It’s Gunjan, of course,” Alisha said with a sigh. Alisha’s daughter seemed always to be a source of aggravation for her mother. Part of the problem was that Ali was being too confining, not letting Gunjan grow up and learn things on her own. Alisha wanted to mold her daughter into the perfect society darling. Of course, Gunjan was at an age where rebellion was at its highest. The result was that Gunjan began hanging around with the wrong crowd, a collection of long-haired boys and punk looking.