Oh my god, I almost forgot to explain the looks of my girlfriend. She is 5’4” tall. She is not fair and not black. You can say the perfect Indian ...olor. And her shape is perfect 34-26-34. And her boobs, wow they are so perfect. I was longing to see them in my hands.I don’t know what to do. How to start. So I simply put on the TV. Sun music was on. We were simply listening to songs, talking. I can’t talk normally. My heart was pumping like anything. I wanted to touch her. But I was so nervous.. I reach for her with my tongue and you immediately scold me with a quick "no". "I haven't given you permission to do anything yet," you tell me. I just stand there while your lover explores my upper body with her mouth and tongue. "You can take off his pants now," you tell your lover. She clumsily takes my belt off, unbuttons and unzips my pants. She then pulls them and my underwear down allowing them to fall to the floor. My hard cock is standing at attention in front of her face as she. He looked so casual, but so smart at the same time. She realised her mouth was hanging open and shut it quickly and let Daniel come in. “You look amazing. Even better than I imagined you would,” Daniel whispered in her ear, as he gave her a kiss on the cheek. Sarah looked at him and blushed. No one ever paid her compliments like that; she was always seen as the ugly duckling.She smiled at him shyly. “Thank you, Mr Hayler, I mean Daniel,” she stumbled. He smiled at her in a way that told it was. Her perfect tits came out of the water as she raised her self. Her gorgeous melons glowed in the light of the candles and all eyes were on them as she raised herself away from the mirror. The last person to go was Garrett he had to cross over everyone as he worked his way to the mirror. His body was lean but muscular. His cock came out from his body a solid 12 inches. As he made his way back he looked down and saw me staring at his cock. He smiled at me. “Do you like it?” I acted as if I had.