Sitting up with a curse I got up and heard the crashing water. 　　　　“Well crap, you found me,” I said and took off once again, but found my...self trapped in the creek due to the high walls of the creek bed. I stopped and turned around just as she was getting ready to continue her pursuit. 　　　　“Still don’t want to talk about it?”　　　　Another cock of the head. She went to take a step and stopped. This was it, the end of me and I closed my eyes accepting the end. Then a rush of air whizzed past me and. It was sky blue color and had netted lace material at the back and velvet smooth material at the front. It was a deep neck without any buttons or hooks. Then I gave her the sky-blue color petticoat. I had cut it to the micro skirt size that she was used to wearing.She was very excited and looked at me with love and affection. I went ahead and hugged her as she kissed me on the lips. We kissed passionately for 5 minutes. Then I asked her to wear the saree as we are going to the temple. She first. It felt amazing sliding between it slippery tits. I pushed the button to raise the bed up and she was now at the same height as my hard rod. I pulled her toward me and had her lay back. I was surprised how wet she was for her age. I rubbed my head up and down her slit and she moaned. I started to push my head in and it felt amazing. She was as tight as a virgin. Her warm wet hole clinched down around every inch of as I pushed in. My whole manhood was now buried in her and she was moaning. I. The road was the closet thing to a red-light zone in L.A. When we played out this fantasy we typically met someplace after I was already dressed up and then he drove to Santa Monica Boulevard, then he'd let me out away from actual whores, and I'd walk about one block. Then he'd pick me up at the next corner or two and we'd both get the rush of doing the negotiation and making him "prove" he wasn't a cop by showing me and letting me handle his cock, usually totally hard, through his window in.