They were hot barbecueflavour. And, after a while, he leaned down and whispered to me, "I likethem, and I'm happy to eat more, but I'm going to get re...lly thirsty." Isurprised myself by responding "I'll take care of that for you" andwinking at him!He finished the entire bag, and I could tell, based on his breathing, theclicking sounds of his mouth, and the rumbling in his stomach, that he wasextremely thirsty and had a bit of a stomach ache. I took a deep breath.I'd promised to 'take care' of. I had had sex with him till the day of wedding. I carried his seed in my womb to my husband’s house. As a result I was pregnant throughout the period when we were expected to be on honeymoon. Even after my son was born, my husband could never give me satisfying fuck since his business occupied his mind heavily and we lived in a joint family which had little privacy.The sex with my husband was limited to his raising my saaree and petty coat and opening the blouse buttons to expose boobs. (I did. I could let myself go, because my Cindy, my little mate, was THERE. She pushed her pussy up to get me as deep as she could, her little clitty pressing against the base of my dick as she came. And I came. Hard. Like I was squirting fire. One! Two! Three! Four! Then a continuous burning release...Before I became completely immobilized I rolled to my left, carrying her on top of me. Her face was flushed, her eyes closed. I couldn't move.Finally her eyelids fluttered and her green eyes opened, her. I closedmy lips over the end and drew him into my mouth, savouring the taste ofhis precum. I looked up and they were kissing very desperately so Ibobbed my head back and forwards, taking him deeper into my mouth eachtime. He started to thrust his hips, forcing his cock into my throat, making megag, I relaxed my throat and let him ram his cock deep down my throat,pushing my head against Saras tummy, I felt him pulse and his cum spurteddown my throat, I swallowed as best I could, my throat.