The heat and wetness grew as she remembered how she’d straddled him. Oh God? the feel of that hard, black shaft as she moved up and down, slowly str...king the smooth bulbous crest of his cock along her cunt. Waiting and waiting, building the pleasure then? yes, yes? the pause? then letting the tip find the wet opening...and that wonderful, stretching impalement as she had lowered herself slowly onto him. She shivered with remembered pleasure and arousal. Her hand was just stroking the hardening. Now i immediately held her buttocks so tightly that she knew that she would be fucked.i opened up her blouse and frock which is commonly worn by south indian girls and to my pleasure she was not wearing any undies and i mmediately went for her pussy and started licking her cunt. She was totally in my control and she was moaning aah aahoohoooh and she was scratching me too. Since it was my first experience with sex i did not know that she was having an orgasm and i kept on licking her sweet cunt. I shifted and thrust, helping her, and soon was buried balls deep again. We ground together slowly, kissing and touching. I grabbed her ass in both hands, kneading her buns, and slipping my fingers down to her lips. When they were coated with her juices, I slipped my middle finger into her asshole, working it slowly in and out in time with my cock thrusts. This time I didn't stop at one knuckle, but pushed it in as far as it would go. As my cock went in, my finger would ease out, and vice. At the same time, I nibbled on his earlobe, and he began to stir, letting out a soft murmur. I moved my arm down and embrace his stomach and chest. I pulled him tight to me, my breasts against his back. He was awake now, finding his hands tied upon his head to the bed posts. He could also feel my huge toy pressing against his ass cheeks. ‘What’ up, babe?’ He stammered out. ‘Hush’ I said. ‘Stay still. Just relax.’ I reached down lower with my hand and found his cock. I just held it, without.