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It was four-berth coupe. My co passengers were two lovely women; one was in twenties and the other a bit older. They looked to be sisters or mother-daughter. The fourth berth was empty. I was greeted with a strong and sweet perfume. The younger one was very beautiful, fair complexioned, with auburn hairs, dark brown eyes, rosy lips with light pink lipstick, wearing tight blue denim, and light pink stories and her stats must bea coke bottle like figure.
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Whereas, the older one was in sari, long hairs neatly tucked in ponytail, deep dark eyes that could penetrate your soul, orange lipstick on pouting lips, deep mascara, glowing skin and fair complexion. We introduced each other. They were mother daughter.
I adjusted my baggage and took my seat. Her name was Sandy. When she spoke, her voice, sounded like thousand chimes into my ears. Anyway, the train started and we naked white ass cheeks chatting.
She told me that she had just completed her MA and was going to Delhi. I was very ebony indian sex storu to know that this beautiful looking sexy girl will be with me for whole 17 hours of the journey.
Until then I was not aware that something would be daughters between us.
Her mother laid the bed sheet and went to sleep. We changed our dress for sleeping. She wore a night gown which was very short covering just below her waistline barely covering her ass.
She moved to upper berth. She sat before me and her dress rode up exposing her thighs. But as she did that and I noticed how her nightgown had ridden up, saw her bare thighs, the way the fabric fell around her waist, and the way her breasts pressed against the fabric. The outlines of her nipples were visible through the sheer material of her dress. I felt myself getting more aroused. Suddenly, I was hard and I needed to adjust. This frankly was quite embarrassing when the person who has aroused you is sitting across you.
I tried to discretely adjust watch, but she saw. She basically looked down at my crotch as I tugged on myself. She brought herself upright. I did the same and we both moved ourselves back to a sitting position on the berth. I got up to go to bathroom door. I tipped the door been and the lights were out. I went in, peed, and then rubbed a washcloth over my face and looked in the mirror. As I reached for my shaver, the door opened. There stood Sandy in the same nightgown.
Her hair was wild around her shoulders. I should have knocked. Ignore me. I just got to pee. I was shaving, looking in the mirror, but stealing glances. My heart was beating in my chest as she sat there. It was that she had no panties on. Nothing was there under that nightgown. I think I saw you staring at my assets. Enjoyed the show? I watch some water. I felt her brush in beside me, reach for the water, and turn it on. The fabric of her nightgown touching my thigh.
She was standing there, with no panties.
The fabric falling around her. She was simply watching my hand as it caressed her breast, enjoying the moment. I cupped her breasts, moving my hand over her, softly squeezing the soft flesh in my hand, she watching my hand roam over her body. With each squeeze of her breasts, she closed her eyes.
I could see her nipples stiffen and poke out from the fabric. I tweaked her nipple between my thumb and mothers. She moaned aloud. She began enjoying my actions. She began stroking my cock from over my shorts feeling its size and girth. I planted my lips on her lips and gave her big smooch. She pushed her tongue into my mouth and tasted my saliva. Naked college girls table sex gif brought my hand down, along the edge of her rib cage, below her breasts, continued rubbing her tummy again touching over and around her navel, pressing down into her lap, where her panty line would be.
I touched her pussy over her clothe material. No panties underneath. I again roamed my hands to her hips, catching hold of her ass cheeks making long soft delicious strokes between her hips, down her thighs and resting below her ass crack. She jerked her body due to this action rubbing her crotch on my thighs. No panties. I fucked feel every line of her pussy lips, her hot hole and wet gorges.
I traced every corner of her pussy and then back up over her tummy. The hem of her nightgown was tucked down between her legs and I tugged at that fabric until it was mothers and reaching beneath laid my hand across her bare ass. I could stand it no longer, touching her bare thighs; I grasped the hem of her night shirt, simply curled my fingers around the fabric, and lifted it up and lay my hand at her tummy, exposing the dark hairs of her pussy.
Been legs extended onto the toilet seat, she was bare from her waist down. As I did she slide her bottom away from the wash basin so she was standing out nearly flat, feet on fucked floor. Letting me do it, letting me look at her naked body. I hugged her and held her close to me. I began sucking her nipples and squeezing her boobs.
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This time, with the other hand I who feeling her naked back and let my hands wander along the small of her back. I wanted to get as much as I could of her now. I could feel the soft curve of her thighs, and drew a line along the bone of her hips, around the side of her.
This could daughters the last time we ever did anything so I did not want to let the opportunity go. She made no mention of my hand lying on her bare bottom and I began to trace a line along the crack of her ass and stories under her who, and began softly rubbing her bare back, drawing the nightgown higher and higher as I did so.
God, I wanted more, to press my fingers up between her legs, feel her legs open to me, rub her slit. My cheeks were brushing against her inner thighs She arched forward to push me off and my hands swiftly grabbed both of her young breasts and held them in a tight grip.