She didn’t know how to kiss back but got the knack of it later. I kissed her passionately, soaped her body up and managed to rub and touch her pussy...while doing so. But every time my hand went near her thigh she would close her legs.So I decided that I need her someplace comfortable like a bed and came out of the bathroom. She immediately ran to her room to get some clothes and I ran behind her and locked her room door. She was like, “Saaku pa ivattu, nangyeno agtidde.” (Enough for today, I. Iskay bad baji apna moo wash karnay ky leya agay wash basin phar jokhen(trying to wash her face and bent forward) to unky chotaroon my harkat hoi aur hips ky darmeyan joak tight line thi wo halki se khole.ohh…. My…. God….it seemed that my heart will stop.,it seemed that i going to die watching this unforgettable scene.ak dar tha ,ak mazza that,aur mery masturbation karny ki waja sy aur mazzza aa rah that.mere dil kar rah that ky baji ky gool bahry bahry chootaroon ko pakar loon, aur kiss. .yes I want this..." as I began to move up and down on him holding his face tightly between my breasts. I started to ride him hard and rough, my voice snarling loudly with illicit passion as I felt the upper shaft of his penis rub on my clit. I rocked back and forth pushing myself down harder upon him. Soon, the rough rubbing of his penis on my clit began to trigger a spasm deep within my cervix... I began to feel my orgasm coming...that pee like sensation which makes my whole body shiver in. She whispered. “You can’t keep doing this to me.” “You want me to do it.” His voice was a quiet, gravelly rumble that sent shivers up her spine. “You need me to do it.” “No,” she protested, her voice little more than a whisper. “I can’t. I have responsibilities. A meeting.” He unbuttoned the three tiny buttons on the front of her blouse, gently pulling it away from her breasts. His lips burned as he pressed them into the soft curve between her neck and her shoulder. The contact literally.