Unhone mujhai acha response dia or ishara kia k bedroom me chalte hai or wo bedrrom me jane lagi mene bhi condom ka packet lekar unke piche jane laga ...aise hi hum bedroom me pauche wo sidha bed pe ghir gai or mujhai apne upar khich lia. Or kehne lagi k m all yours buja do aj sari aag. Fir kya tha me josh me akar unke kapde utarne laga dhire dhire mene unko complty nude kardia or wo khud bhi mujhai nude kardia. Mene dr na karte huwe unke boobs ko suck karne or dabane laga fir uhone mujhai ice. . You want to take a picture of me naked?" she said, blushing."Well, the picture will be for you to keep, When are you going to be back here in this place? With all this natural beauty, contrasted with your own natural beauty."She blushed some more. But she had to admit that she was tempted. And maybe this would help to break the mirror, to melt the ice that seemed to separate them since they were communicating in direct instead of through their keyboards.“Come on, who will see you here?” he. All the basic human drives had been removed or made irrelevant. The climate was temperate if unvarying, no food or drink was needed so none was offered and the endless procession of identically grey indistinguishable beings quelled any thoughts of sex much more effectively than any cold spoon. There was nothing to talk about so no-one spoke, nothing to stimulate memories so these faded into grey oblivion and even guilt (and with it repentance) had dwindled without the spur of knowledge of. The pressure from inside my pussy as he stretched it beyond its capacity sent me into another mind-bending orgasm. I dropped down onto the table as my body went weak as he continued to fuck me with the full length of his cock. I didn't think anything could make me feel this good, but my whole body felt like it was coursing with static electricity. The slightest touch sent me over the edge into another orgasm. I must have passed out because when I came round I was in the bath with my aunt.