His head was thrown back inecstasy and he was taking slow deep breaths. At the peak of his enjoymenthe suddenly felt strange. His body and scalp tin...led and his spinestiffened. Was he going to cum unexpectedly, to have some sort of superorgasm? He needed to grab a few tissues. But then the sensations fadedand he sat dazedly on the side of the bed, eyes closed, smiling, wonderingif he could recreate that wonderful rush. He stood shakily, eyes still half-lidded, trying to remember what he. I see her eyes blink occasionally but as hard as I strain I can't blink or close my eyes. I want so to wink or give her some sign. Her eyes seem so full of expression. I can see her feelings for me. Am I only imagining those feelings? Can she see my feelings for her in my paralyzed face? I can only see her head and upper torso in the mirror. I can actually see very little of her, her eyes, part of her neck and a little of her breasts between the cones and the shell enclosing her chest. My. My uncle was working in govt. Office and was seasonally on official tours for one week about thrice in 6 months. So my aunt requested my to sleep at nights, as she should be alone with small kids and so I had dinner at my home and went to sleep at my aunts place as it was only 10 mins walk. She was maintaining a good figure as she was working and was a officer level cadre. I had no bad intentions on her anytime as I used to sleep at her place since three years, while absence of my uncle. But. Xena’s hand stroked Henry’s through his shorts, not that they were doing any useful job of containing him. Helping him remove his shorts took no time and his hardness almost fell into her hands. Taking it in both of her hands she began to stroke his full length, feeling him grow even harder. She knelt and cupping him in one hand and holding him in the other she gently ran her tongue over the head. It was like an electric shock to him, causing him to jerk upwards. She smiled and then licked up.