His thin chest heaved up and down . She reached her arm over and lay it gently across, pressing herself against him. She looked up and could see every...feature of his face. His stubbled chin, his thinning brown hair which was fast receding, leaving his broad forehead exposed. She stretched a leg across his thigh and started to knead the fleshiness of his nuts with her knee, while still looking at his face. She saw a smile appear and moved her leg upwards slightly, so that her knee pinned his. Her wrist obscured part of the few, but Morrision could still see how wide her lips parted as each of the miniature pricks pushed deeper inside of with the flick of her wrist.He imagined them inside of her, tickling and caressing hidden folds inside of her canal with expertise only known to an individual acting on themselves. A dozen different heads, each no bigger than a garden snake, spread her open like a fist. And he wondered if her wrist hadn’t blocked the view if he could have seen a. I breathed heavily and pulled her lips to mine. ‘I’m going to cum soon, baby! Just keep going! Just keep doing that!’ She French kissed me again, our tongues played with each other while she brought me closer and closer to orgasm. ‘Watch out, I’m gunna…Hmmmm!’ I couldn’t finish my warning. With each hip thrust, I came high into the air. Most of my cum landed harmlessly on my sheets. One rope landed on her leg, another on her stomach. I continued to cum, without much force behind these last. Ab usne mujhe dobara mood me la diya….Usne ab haanth hata liya…Maine kaha kya hua…Usne bola kuch nahi lagta hai ab tumhara mood nahi baat karne ka…..Maine uska haath pakda aur uski wo middle finger choosne laga…Is baar wo muskurane lagi…..Maine usse bola let jao….Wo let gai aur mai uski middle finger choone laga….Chatne laga…Wo aankhe band karke saanse lene lagi….Maine uska muh apni taraf kiya aur uske gaal pe kiss kiya fir apni geeli geeli jeebh uske gaalo pe ferne laga…..Fir maine uske honth.