Swish FAP!!! Then it stopped. Andrew was breathing hard, gazing at me intently. Demandingly. He stood over me and his bare chest was heaving. His t-sh...rt was gone and his muscles rippled. I imagined I could see the blood pumping in the veins of his neck. God, he was so beautiful. His face was a study in concentration. I wished I could paint. I would have painted him. To me, he was a masterpiece. In his most intense moments, I was a slave to his will. I would do anything for him. His skin. As I browse our pictures I rub your panties slowly over my hard penis, across my scrotum, back and forwards between my legs, remembering the feel of your fingers, your lips, your tongue, your pubic hair against me. I brush your panties over my face and smell your juices and your perfume. It’s the perfume you wore the last time we made love, a scent that clung to my body as I pressed against yours. Memories flood my mind of your naked body under mine on this very bed. Your fingers clawing my. Raj suddenly pushed me away and took his hand from under my skirt. I sat back relieved, but it was not for long. I watched in a daze, my mouth hanging open as, Raj silently reached up and began undoing the buttons of my top. As he undid the buttons of my top, the inner slopes of my big, firm breasts came into view. He paused and trailed one finger along the slope of my right tit. I shivered from the feel of Raj’s rough hand against the velvety smooth flesh of my breast. He rapidly undid the. Wanking him slowly, he nibbled my shoulder and neck.He released my nipple from its clamp and rubbed it. Moaning gently, I turned to kiss him, looking him square in the eye.Before he read my mind, I was lowering myself onto his cock. I was in control this time, so I set the pace. A slow tantalising pace designed to tease him. Seeing his lips part, I lent down and kissed him deeply. Then I upped the pace. Rubbing my g-spot over and over against his fat cock head, with the plug still in my ass.