Then he slowly went lower and grabbed my dress at my waist and pulled it down all the way. His face was right in front of me, . He looked up into my e...es and then planted a kiss on my clit. He then lifted me up, put me on the bed, and positioned his mouth near my vagina.He slowly started licking around it and then pushed his tongue in. Holy fuck, he was amazing. I felt like I was going to cum in the first couple of minutes itself! He kept on pushing his tongue inside as he rubbed my clit with. We’re guys. We can’t have orgasm after orgasm like you can. That little bit of semen, it’s the only thing we’ve got to show for all our effort. And we’re hopelessly proud of it. Our foolish male fantasy is that you crave it, that you desperately want our semen and delight in it. That you want to consume it, savor it. And you don’t want any of it to go to waste.”He shook his head, smiling ruefully, “I know it’s insanely adolescent, but face it, we’re guys; we aren’t very deep. The truth is,. “Kar sakti hai lekin, boyfriend kaise ho sakti hai?” Woh puchhne lagi.“kyon boyfriends kuch alag hote hai kya? Woh bhi to insaan hi hote hai, jo dusre ke sath samay bitana chahte hai, baate karte hai, sath khate pite hai, sath sote bhi hai.”“lekin, do ladkiyan kaise sath….” Woh ruk gayee.“so sakti hai? Yahi puchhna chahti ho na tum?” Main boli. Aur woh apna sir hila ke han boli. “to isme kya hai. Hum dono to hamesha sath rehte hai. Ek sath baate karte hai, ek sath khana khate hai. Apne har such. I pulled my sweat shorts and panties down revealing my bald but still wet pussy. Andrew dropped his shorts. He wasn’t wearing any underwear so his stiff cock was instantly revealed. He was hung maybe 7inches. On a regular guy it would have looked normal. But on him, it made him look a little small. Definitely not my 9 ¾ inch boyfriend. I still couldn’t believe I was doing this, but as momma used to say, ‘in for a penny, in for a pound.” And those guys had really gotten me worked up. I sat on.