I wondered what I looked like – especially with the big red bindi on my forehead.I could feel myself cuming and hissed “I am going to cum inside y...u Shekhar. I am cuming. I am cuming”.My orgasm was intense and in waves. Though it must have lasted only a few minutes, it felt like forever. When I was finished I was moaning. Shekhar was still inside and still hard. He had not come. The bastard was controlling himself.“I want my cock back Ambika. I want my cock back” he suddenly snarled.He then. They talked of everything from worldpolitics to New York Times Best Seller list. Her quick whit and keen intelligencewas apparent with every word she spoke. Throughout the days and nights shenever lost sight that each spoken word was being weighed and measured. He wasjudging her worth to his company even though not once had mention of MinotaurIndustries been mentioned. Tonight was going to be different though. She had felt it all day. He had cometo some kind of decision. She had seen that much. He combed his fingers through my hair as I kept sucking. My scalp tingled and it made me even harder. He looked down and saw my hard cock again and started pulling my pants down. He grabbed my dick and lay down on the couch. We began 69ing each other. His warm mouth on my cock made my head spin and I became more passionate in my work on his cock. He appreciated it and let me know with some soft moans. We kept going for a few minutes until he got very tense. Without warning, warm cum shot into. My parents were barely teenagers when I was born, so most of my parents friends are still pretty young. In fact, my parents best friends are barely in their thirties. My dads best friend, Steven, had known my dad since before I was born. Steven married his wife, Megan, when I was still in diapers. Needless to say, I grew up around them, thinking of their two kids as my own sisters. As I hit puberty, I began to take notice of the female species. I had girlfriends, I even lost my virginity at the.