I went on top of her again, and we kissed. My hand made its way inside her wet panty while she started to stroke my tool. I broke the smooch and came ...own, kissing almost every possible part of her body.She was moaning with pleasure all this while, and I slowly removed her inners. She was there lying in front of me, fully naked, just like a tigress on the bed waiting to be tamed by her Master. Her pussy was wet. Man, they were dripping wet. Every drop of her juices was oozing out, and I was. Ab maine uski sadi ka pallu hataya or boob press karne laga blouse ke upar se hi or nipple ko dhundne laga maine nipple ko blouse ke sath hi pakda or use masalne laga. Vo aah aah karne lagi maine uske blouse ke button ipen kie or uska clevege chatne laga apne dono.Hatho se uski dono bade bade chuche pakde par vo mere hath nai aa rae the. Tab maine unki bra utari or mein nipple dekh keagal ho gaya pink color ke nipple itnee badi badi chuchi par bhot kamal lag rae the. Maine unke aureola par apni. Their eyes watching every streaming shot just made my heart beat that much harder, and made me so much more incredibly hornier. I was afraid, yes. But I never knew this would turn me on!When I realized it was making me harder with them watching, and that they were going nowhere, I tried to relax, unsuccessfully, and just finish. I came for another 30 or 40 seconds (which felt like a lifetime) and shivered as the last of it got squeezed out. I was still hard though. And they were sitting on. Cmon, lie down and let me finish before the kids get up. No thanks Mr. Slater. Ill be ok, I really dont need a massage. I said hoping to deter his actions. Call me Jon. You dont have to be so formal. No more calling me Mr. Slater, ok. He completely ignored what I said and continued to lead me to the sofa. He pulled the string lace tie on the back of my cover-up that held it in place. After it became untied, he slipped it off of my shoulders letting it fall to the floor before guiding me down.