I got sore, and well, just plain tired. And before you say anything, I loved what we did, and I would have loved to keep on going, but my pussy got re...lly sore. I...”He hugged her tightly. “Oh, shit, Babe. You were having so many orgasms that I thought you were fine. I’m so sorry. I feel like an idiot that I didn’t notice. I guess I got greedy. Why didn’t you tell me before you got sore? I can’t believe I was stupid enough to hurt you. You were all but a virgin night before last, and last night. She was married to Ramesh, 6 months back. He went to Kolkata, a month back on work.I and Shhetal akka were very close to each other. We still fight with each other, tease each other and roamed around the city together. Since she came to my place 2 days back. I noticed her being more cheerful , smiling a lot , blushing and showing too much of care. She tried to keep me happy all the time. Sheethal looked great and I loved being with her.I took her to movies and shopping. We spoke nicely and I. We alternated kissing, me going back to her boobs, and watching the movie, and soon enough she reached out and pulled my cock out of my pants. With some dexterity for a not so nimble girl, she kneeled in front of me, opened my pants all the way, pulled my underwear under my balls, and then began to lick me from scrotum to head, up and down like a lollipop. I looked around, and after seeing that nobody was minding us, I grabbed her head and shoved my cock into her mouth where I began a slow. . I'm not totally crazy.My second great passion is feet. Women's... that is. Preferably manicured, but I'm not going to turn my nose up at seeing the odd callus or patch of dry skin. But it is a big gripe of mine that most women don't give a second thought to their feet. Women in general think that painting their toe nails is more than enough podiatry care. I do try to educate them. In fact I see it as my mission to get them to appreciate their feet as much as I do.So, after my rant you would.