When he set her back from him to take it off himself, an aching emptiness pummeled her, the need to touch him stronger than any addiction. Tearing at ...er clothes she came to him, flesh to flesh, their heart slamming their ribs in a tempo that should have killed them. Lips met as theirs bodies melded, hers molded to his, tender curves laying against hard muscle as if she’d been made to make love to him. He hiked her thigh up around his and plunged into her welcoming warmth, the sensation like a. I could tell Sis was still up by the rustling coming from her room. I went into my closet and looked through the peep hole. Well this thing was not really needed any longer considering what had happened earlier, but I guess by habit I had to use it. I could see Sonia pacing back and forth mumbling to herself. I could see she was very upset about what happened. To hell with this! I had to do something about this situation. I threw on a robe and walked out to my mother's room. I knocked on her. I like to be slow, too. Nothing too fast. While I hold his cock upward, I reach down with my other hand and cup his balls. I hold them in my palm, feeling their weight… letting them rest there for a few moments. I curl my fingers up alongside his sack, behind the balls. I hold gently the whole package, gently, but firmly. I like to squeeze just a little, but not too hard. While I have a good hold on them, I tug at his entire scrotum… not too hard, but a nice, long stretch. Then I. Now let me come straight to the point, To be frank I am not a dashing or a very modern guy but I am as simple as possible and a very flexible person. When I go out I usually wear formals and go out but if I am in jeans really I look good, I am not boosting myself but its true.That day fortunately I had wore jeans and I wore simple designed full arm t-shirt and had left for my admission in C.A institute where I found a mind blowing lady(lajja) she got impressed by my looks that day and spoke to.