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I took my car and went to the station. I don’t know what was more wet, Bangalore road due to the drizzle or my pussy from the expectation and excitement! Thoughts were racing inside my mind.We finally met at the railway station and hugged each other like any other normal couple. I looked around and thought what we were about to do was crazy. The secret we shared, I felt like I was in a spy movie, meeting an agent for a special task! What if someone had guessed what we were about to do? That thought made me hornier even more!!On the way home, I had a bottle of water in my car. I asked him to drink it up. He had a big smile on his face and said sure. He drank it without asking questions because he knew what was going to happen.He tried to keep his hand on my lap but I slapped his hand to tease him. He laughed and I liked it . I whispered in his ear, “The first things in our body that are going to touch are your cock and my mouth.”We drove back to my apartment. We stood in the lift. We. I had been rubbing Nicole's back, now I slipped my hand under her sweater to work my hand on her bare back. She looked at me and asked,"Should I take off my sweater, do you what to see my titties?" All I could do was nod. Nicole pulled the sweater over her head and I loved the look of her white bra on her dark brown skin. I pushed the bra up over titties and out popped these firm hard brown titties with tiny little black nipples. I rolled the nipples in my fingers feeling them get rock hard. Becky had my cock in her mouth now slowly starting to bob in and out. I had pulled Nicole into my side as we watched Becky sucking on my cock. With one hand playing with Nicole's tits and with my other hand on her back I work my way down to her shorts. I was squeezing her ass cheeks and I could tell she was liking that as she was pushing her ass into my hand. Being encouraged by that I slid my hand under her shorts and panties to feel her bare ass hoping I wouldn't scare her off. Her butt.
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