You stood up and walked farther along as I followed you watching your sexy legs and ass .Every so often you glanced back and saw me following you by now I was very hard anybody that walked past me could see the tent in my shorts. I followed you out of the mall to the parking lot . As the breeze blew your long blonde hair back I could smell your perfume it smelled so nice . You once again glanced back and bent over even farther your dress slid up farther expposing all of your ass . You looked right at me and slowly run your hands all the way up to your ass .I could clearly see you were not wearing panties under your pantyhose .This made my cock jump in my shorts leaving a wet spot from my precum .You stood up and continued walking to your car Which was parked far away from to mall I followed you closer . As you approached your car you put your things in the back and as you shut the door I was right behind you . I grabbed you and bent you over the back of your car and pulled your short. We hugged each other passionately. Though I’ve hugged her many times, this time was something that I have never felt. I slowly kissed her forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose, and cheeks. She also reciprocated very well and kissed my cheeks. I slowly gained control over her and reached her ears. Ran my fingers throughout the outer part of the left and right ear one by one and in a short moment started to lick her earlobes. I was feeling her tightening her hands around my waist and occasionally squeezed my ass. I put my tongue into her ear and licked for some time slowly and eagerly.With the same exercise done on the other ear, she was breathing heavy. Typical Indian saree and blouse was her costume at that time. She broke me with a great force all of a sudden and pushed me away from her. I was shocked with this reaction of hers. I almost decided something went wrong. She said, “Can you take leave today? It’s time for us.” I was like “OMG, what is this? I was almost jumping.” Took my mobile.
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