Wo hasi or boli haan maine osse os ka phone no. Le liya or ghar aa gyaa. Ose yaad kar phir muth mari 160 ki speed se b opper ki. Abb daily hamari phon... pe baat hone laggi.Ek din maine keh diya main aap se pyar karta hu os ki taraf se b haan ho gai . Phir kya tha. Phone pe he kiss suru kiya pehle lip par phir boobs par, chut par, peeth par , kamar par, nipple par gaalo par pta nahi kha kha ose phone par he kafi sex chadne laga tha phone par he oski madhos kar dene wali awaz ati thi hhassssshaaaa. I waited there until it completely oozed out and lost it stiffness. As I turned to leave the room, I heard the noise of dada turning. I left the room without turning back and went to my room and lie down on the bed. I could not concentrate on anything as the lust had taken control of my mind and body. I kept on thinking of the scene what I saw in the morning. I could not realize when my hand went between my legs and I masturbated with my middle finger. But, after this act, I was still not. My hands search desperately for anything as I feel my muscles contract and tense as my orgasm nears. The pressure in my pelvis increases to the point where I feel like my head might just explode from the overload of pleasure. My inner thighs quiver as Max flicks my clit before looking into my eyes deviously and sucking on it with relish. My muscles spasm and I can feel my juices run down my thighs. “Oh Max! Max, please, Oh god! Don't stop. Please don't stop!” I scream, desperate for the. Only I knew how to do this right, to achieve the maximum ecstasy my breasts could give me with the proper massage. As I replayed the story from last night’s read in my mind, my hands reached down to my labia. My fingers knew the route I liked them to take, slowly circling my lips with slow increasing pressure, mmmmmh. Picking up the bar of bath soap, I would slip it under the water guiding it along the pushed out lips of my vag. Yes, just like I like my guys to do when I am ready, teasing me by.