I just couldn’t get enough of it. My man finally began moaning in pleasure as I used my other hand to play with his balls. As I was deep-throating h...m, he yelled ‘Sir, mujhse aur control nahi hoga!’.If he expected me to withdraw my mouth, he did not know that I had every intention of tasting his cum. I blew him even more determinedly till he exploded in my mouth – thick, stringy, salty and ample – just as I would hope a young guy from a Haryanvi village to come.I finally withdrew my mouth,. ”I smiled as we stroked each other. I pulled my hand out of her panties and moved back to her tits, her nipples were as hard as they were in the store and I rolled them between my thumb and forefinger. She moaned again and pulled her hand out of my panties and rolled over on top of me. Now the only thing between us was two layers of panties, I could feel her cock sliding along side of mine and marveled how none of this felt strange, it just felt erotic.She rocked her hips and I felt her tip. So she starts on about this needing doing, we need new carpet etc and to be honest is really getting on my nerves.so she bends over to get something out of her bag and i get a good flash of her tits(she catches me looking and licks her lips and smiles)She then says we need to look upstairs, & gives me a sexy wink,I am thinking this could be my lucky day as she walks up the stairs wiggling her bum.So she looks in the bathroom & starts acting professionally again, we then go to the master bedroom. "Errr ... well I dunno. I guess."She giggled and downed her glass. "You are not the only one to have split up when their parents fucked up a relationship," she said with a smile, spitting out the expletive. "My dad beat up the guy who took my cherry." Oh," Jamie said and she gave a snort."Partly 'cos I was fourteen and he was thirty-two and partly 'cos we got strains over his brand-new Morgan." She laughed as she spoke but Jamie didn't know what to say and she just removed her top. "I promised.