Chirag led her to the bedroom he followed her on the stairs she wore a light blue top with white diamonds printed on them, but he didn’t see them al... he saw the shape of her bra and her breasts, the bed room arrived and the door closed. The door opened and Shriya appeared, she wore a black and red Kurti and chudidar. Her wet hair and sleeveless made Chirag peep into her cleavage each time he got a chance. She turned and broke his dream of ramming her, she said words of gratefulness for his help. Seized by a lustful frenzy, she reached for him. Slim fingers closed around the upright cock, and she held her man in a firm grip, tightened her fist, clutching him with a surge of possessive urgency. The words “cock-sucker” floated into her mind. She gave him a quick yank and he groaned, and his helpless moan of pleasure, sent a wild thrill rocketing through her. Bowing her head, she kissed the taut swollen knob, then opened her lips to slide them wetly down the rigid shaft, taking him into. She tried using her hands but ended up simply picking up the bowl and tipping its contents into her mouth. When she finally put it back down both she and the floor were splattered. I leaned forward and picked up the bowl and placed it in the sink. Something to keep Marta occupied in the morning.“Clean the floor, you dirty girl,” I told her and she instantly obeyed.She carefully licked the floor trying to pick up every trace of tomato sauce before kneeling up, looking at me, hopeful that she had. “Relax,” He whispered as I huffed and puffed.“Easy for you to say! You don’t have a cock in your ass,” I responded.“Believe me I have been where you’re at,” He said.It did also feel sexy and good while it stretched my ass open.He chuckled and started caressing my butt cheeks.“GGRR GAWD!” I protested but not really.Even as I complained and convulsed it seemed my ass had loosened up and pushed back against his cock.My ass seemed to want more cock inside me now as opposed to none.“How do you like.