I noticed her breathing change, less deep and picking up its rhythm. That spurred me to up the ante on my caresses, a little more pressure, pulling he...r open with a little more energy.Bingo! I felt her hips roll slightly and figured she'd woke up. My hand moved to the top of her ass crack and my middle finger traced it down, not quite slipping in, all the way between her legs which really were spread, and to her pussy. SQUISH! She was sopping wet and her ass lifted as her pussy greeted my. “You wish this was your cock fucking my tight, young pussy, huh? This hot, wet cunt? Uh-huh?”Bill’s perineum tensed to release in time with Frankie’s when the main door opened, and once again, he paused.“Dammit,” he whispered. “This is just pointless.”As if fate had a matching sense of humour, his phone rang and across the display read, Amanda. He sighed, folded his lips and answered.“Hey, you ready? Okay, I’ll meet you by the jeep then. Alright, see you soon.”Bill exited the stall and washed. Then,she removed her saree’s top as it was so hot,revealing her top in a cutdown blouse.Thinking that she was asleep,i couldm’t resist pushing up her saree and caressing her thighs.As i started to get faster,she suddenly woke up and slapped me.I was almost in tears.She threatened me to reveal all this to dad.I pleaded her not to,but she was adamant.I fell on her feet and told that i was ready to do anything for her.She giggled,much to my relief and went upstairs. When she came down at night,she. If I was any more ready I would explode with out help. “Yes,” I murmured. “Good, get out of that dress and let me see how you prepared yourself for me.” His tone was defiant, his eyes hard, his jaw set. Easily I slipped the dress over my head and tossed it to the side not caring where it landed. Before him I stood, shoulders straight, chin stubbornly raised as my clit screamed out for attention and my nipples beaded painfully. “Beautiful,” he murmured, stepping toward me. He no longer wore.