I want to assure that this is a true incidence that happened in my life about a year ago. Before i go ahead i would like to give you a brief descripti...n of myself. I am a 32 year old, married, from Bangalore, about 5ft. 8 inches a little on the muscular side, regular brown skin and average looking.I used to have a wonderful group of friends in college and i do keep in touch with most of them even today. But this story is about Shreya. She was an acquaintance during college days and we used to. Gently, the tips brush the button and my middle finger slides to the first knuckle to feel the wetness that has pooled there. I slide the finger deep inside to release the cum and catch the honey juice in the palm of my hand. I lick the juice from my palm, relishing the taste and the smell of sex. I slip my middle finger, just to the first knuckle, into my mouth - imagining it to be the head of your cock. Slowly my tongue circles, again tasting the juice and I know it is your pre-cum that I am. I replied by running my fingers lower, and discovering hew slit. It was wet…really wet, and I immediately kissed her passionately, in order to stop her calling out loud during what I was going to do next.I started to circle her pussy and clit with a finger, before putting a little pressure on it each time and slipping it in a little deeper, until she pushed her hips and pussy up to meet them. Her moans filled my mouth as our tongues met and were running wild, displaying the passion we were. ” She said as she dipped her finger back into her cunt and rubbed it along her slit. Bill nodded. Jane could see he was breathing very heavily. She noticed the pumping motion on his cock had increased significantly in the last minute. She reached out and stopped his hand, slowing it down. “We don’t want you to cum Bill, not until you‘ve fucked me!” she teased him even more. Bill nodded and slowed his motions. “Better than the slut puppy on the TV eh!” she said, half asking for his opinion. Bill.