" I just hope I taste good." Oh, I'll make sure you do. Could you flip over now?"I pull my hands a bit closer and press them against the grill to sit ...p. Then I turn over onto my hands and knees. My shins really hurt and I stop for a second. I brace my teeth, but I don't scream. I move my feet back, allowing my legs to cook as I slowly lower my torso onto the heat. As my nipples touch, I really feel it, being so sensitive, and jolt back a little, but I lower myself again, pressing them firmly. But they don’t make sex every day it’s like twice a week and sometimes he will be away from home for days if he has any office work like collection of money. As I was growing I started to watch blue movies and different magazines and other porn stuff and I was getting educated about sexual desires. My mom is 40 and she is not educated and mostly stays at home and wears a normal sari at home, she doesn’t care to keep her saree proper while working at home so most of the time when she is working. It tasted divine.Jack moaned gently in appreciation of my efforts.I wanted to keep Jack hard and prevent him from cumming so I could enjoy his length in my hand as long as possible. To keep Jack from cumming I would occasionally squeeze his balls or the tip of his cock. This allowed me to extract more precum which I licked off him with pleasure.After about fifteen minutes Jack begged me to make him cum. So I increased to speed of my rubbing and Jack shot his load in a fountain of ecstasy with a. He had a thick black butt plug and a massive 10" black dildo, which had my restrained dick hard in seconds. He told me to lie on the sofa opposite him,spread my legs and finger myself. While I did as I was told he began stroking his dick and when it was fully hard I saw he hadn't been lying when he told me it was a good 7". I started sniffing the poppers as I slid 2 fingers in and out of my wet hole. He was directing me,telling me exactly what he wanted to do, making me pull my cheeks apart to.