Akash then got rid of his pants and he was only in his underwear. He straddled on Vaishali & removed her hands from her face. Akash asked,”What happ...ned Vaishali?” Vaishali said,”I am feeling shy”. Akash said,”Don’t feel shy of me”. Then Akash moved down to her thighs and tried to pull her panty down. Vaishali’s held Akash’s hands and said”Not now Akash, please. We shall not go further. I am feeling afraid”. Akash left the hold on her panty and said,”What you are afraid of Vaishali?” Vaishali. She sank back to her knees and stroked his cock with one had. She spat on her fingers and began to slather his asshole with her saliva. "No fucking way," He groaned, throwing his head back. "What are you going to do to me?"She let his cock go, it hit off his pot belly with a gently smack. Grabbing an ass cheek in each hand she spread them gently, his hoop was dark brown, she could smell his musky scent. Her pussy began to tingle as she moved her mouth towards his back door and began to lap his. “You don’t need to call me sir all the time. Just make sure you exhibit respect, like before. That would be more than enough,” responded Manoj sir.Deepti also told Kishen how Manoj sir equally enjoys the normal kind of sex. She is very selective in ‘involving’ people with the right mentality and integrity in their BDSM session. Kishen understood that she would in no way risk Manoj sir being judged for his very natural tendencies.“I planned to have Neetu deliberately bad-mouth Manoj earlier. At least they did until we were at some fancy dinner at this place where well-connected people ate. He invited David, his friend Paula, and his parents. People there expect children to be seen and not heard. David did all he could to get me mad at him, on purpose, to get me to throw a tantrum. That couldn’t go uncorrected, or people would judge my father as both weak and unworthy in their eyes, which is political suicide. David had no choice but to tear into my bare ass in a room made for.