My tongue is sore, but I don’t stop.I fuck you with my tongue, wanting to hear you finish. Finally, you gasp out and sit up straight. I push my tong...e farther into you as the walls of your vagina tighten around it. My mouth is filled with your juices, and I savor the taste.You lift yourself up and lie down beside me, breathing hard. You lean over to kiss me, and I happily oblige. Your tongue slides into my mouth, and I let it do as it pleases—my own tongue is too tired to playfully fight. Not at all exaggerating. We always found ways to make love. Here I’m going to narrate some of the incidents. After classes, we used to go out together to places. I forgot to mention the figure of my gf. She is 5ft 7in and has a figure of 36D-32-36. I love her boobs, damm big and sexy. About me, I’m 6ft tall with a 6-inch dick. Whenever we got into a cab to roam, we always used to sit at the rear seat.My first job is to grab those damn big boobs. She used to wear churidar with a dupatta, so no. "How can you be so calm?" Jamie asked. "He knew! All this time, he knew, and he didn't say anything. You know what this means?" Yes," I said calmly. "It means we can trust him to keep his word and not betray our secrets, even if he thinks it's for our own good."Wow! That stopped her in her tracks."He's right, Jamie," Allison said, wiping at the last of her own tears. "He couldn't tell us. No matter how much he wanted to. Looking back I think I can see a couple hints that he may have dropped;. You have only an hour before dinner.’ I looked down at my wrist to check the time and realized that I’d had put my watch into the safe. ‘Is it that time already?’ I said to Ann. ‘It must be,’ she replied, fixing her sarong around her hips, her breasts left bare. Looking round, everybody was putting on their sarongs and I’ve never seen so many bare tits in one place at the same time. I took Ann’s hand in mine and we followed the others out of the classroom and up the stairs to the dormitory. .