He kept checking with Mishraji if his techniques and massage areas were ok. Mishraji said “ I leave it to your professional discretion. Do what you ...eel you must”So Darsh then sprayed some oil into his but hole and let it drip don wot his balls. He then began to massage his balls and put hole with the oil. Mishraji was now up on the table bent over with his balls and dick hanging between his legs. Darsh began to massage ever muscle and as he did Misharji’s body would shiver. Darsh kept asking. The massage part was a formality. The guys would have gone through with it, but Green and Blue didn’t want to wait. Green flipped onto her back, baring her large breasts, and grabbed her guy through his shorts, then pulled him down to kiss him. Not to be outdone, Blue pushed herself up and turned to kiss her own guy over her shoulder, pushing her bottom up to rub him with it. I watched the rubbing and kissing. Green’s guy slipped his hands over Green’s oily body, and she pulled down his shorts. You stroked slowly then, taking your time enjoying the slight suction noises my pussy made around you. I opened my eyes to watch you, seeing you had opened yours to gaze down upon the sight. You seemed to be memorizing the feel and my responses to your hips movements. I could feel the walls of my sex flex around your turgid shaft, gasping in surprise when you thrust deep and hard suddenly. My nails dug into your shoulders as you set a hammering intent pace.My pussy tightened in response,. 2 weeks ho gaya mein aur uncle ki bahut acchi dosti huyi mein ne jabb unse pucha ki aapki biwi kaha hai toh unhone kaha ki woh 5 saal huye marr gayi unka ek beta hai jo america mein settle ho gaya hai aur woh yahaan par akele rahte hain.uncle ko raat mein beer peete hain to kabhi kabhi hum dono unke ghar mein beer pite the.jabhi mein unhe lunch pe invite karta tha toh woh meri maa ki gaan ko gaur se dekhte the mujhe najane kyun mujhe aise lagta tha ki kaash meri maa uncle se chudwaye kyunki.