’ His hand went up her spine from her curvy bottom, directing her torso across the arm of the sofa. Now, her full pouty lips, crimson from the sex, ...ere presented to him. His hand stroked his penis while he watched the glistening hair move as she pressed her legs together. ‘Open for me.’ She widened her stance a little, tipping up her hips to receive him. He squeezed into her, slowed by the swollen engorgement of her vagina. The new friction recapture his full erection, and he felt the familiar. If you do, then it is easy, simply take him as far back in your throat as possible and let him shoot his load there. Why? Because there are no taste-buds there, it’s just a warm mess running down your throat. The cock in my mouth was just about to reach that moment in time. My hand was gently cupping the balls letting my fingers feel for that first contraction while my ears were listening for those telling moans. The owner of the cock was Mr. Gardner who happened to be a very nice man in his. All done with incessant waffle … her jobs and finances, her husband and her sex-life, her body and her erogenous zones, her hobbies and her ‘throat signing’ … she just doesn’t shut it!Probably at half-time, Antonia kneeled between my splayed legs … delivering more drivel, but also more sensual handiwork over my full posterior from neck down to heels … including feathery-fingerwork down my crack and over my sack … squirm-worthy!I’m asked to turn over, I guess on the hour, and now Antonia. Kaka jore bollo ki go thik hayechhe tooo? Kakima bollo thik na haye pare? Kakima khate esei shila ke thele jaiga kore niloo aar shilar ga ta amar gaye theke geloo.ektu pore kakar nak dakte suru korlo aar kakimao ghumiye porloo klanti te.Oder chodan lila chokher samne bhaschhilo, shorir tao tete achhe amar thakte na pere abar ekta hath shilar maier upore rekhe or dike fire sulam, bhabte laglam sabai ghumachhe,. Shila eibaar tar ekta pa amar komorer upore rekhe dilo mone holo ghumer ghore.