She slid her hand lower down my cock, bending and flexing her fingers, not feeling me up, but finding herself a comfortable grip around my shaft. I co...ld sense her hand and whole body were shaking slightly as she gently gripped me. Then she began…softly stroking her hand up and down the full length of my cock, just as she had just seen me doing…stopping her upward strokes when her fingers bumped over the rim of the head, before sliding her hand right down to the base, brushing through my. We talk for 2 hours & we do phone sex chat. Next day she told me that she want to meet. She asked me to go to her room. She gave me her address, I reached there in half an hour.She was ready to get fuck that day, I rang the door bell, she opened & she greeted me with a warm hug. I felt that she is not wearing a bra.Then I sat on the sofa & she brought cold drink for me. I asked her to join me. She sat beside me & I took some,cold drink,in my mouth & kissed her & she drink,cold drink from,my. Closing her eyes, she felt herself pulse from the nights sex and thought about her man and how she loved to be with him. His sexuality was constant and soothing. She had just learned to touch him and take him from the base of his cock and jack the hardness in to him. This made her smile and excited to think she could stroke her way to another type of happiness for him. She had mastered the suck and fuck with her mouth but not until now had she felt her hand jack his shaft to orgasm. The orgasms. “And that was just one girl. I reckon it’d be easier with two.” We stared at each other, boggle eyed. Six times! Holy crap! My pussy would melt! Rupali leaned in very close, her lips to my ear, whispering so that Spike really couldn’t hear this time. “I’ve never sucked a boy before. What if I do it wrong?” I put my lips to her ear. “I’ll show you how. And I’ll give you extra time.” Rupali looked back at me. “Challenge accepted,” she smiled. “Hey,” she said, concern crossing her face. “What if.