She entangles her hand in my hair; drags my head away from her, leaves me panting and breathless before her as she drives her pussy firmly down onto m... trapped fingers. Her face a sweat-sheened vision before me, her breasts bouncing fantastically in their inadequate bonds and her stomach rippling as she skewers herself repeatedly on my fingers.“Fuck.” It’s a guttural murmur in her throat.“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” She throws her head back, the long line of her neck exposed, her hair cascading down her. While I had eaten my own cum from a woman's pussy before, this was my first taste of another man's and it was delightful. She did not tell me what she was doing, but after her second or third orgasm on my face, I asked her if she enjoyed feeding me Bryan's cum? She smiled her beautiful little smile and said "Almost as much as you enjoyed eating it!" She was right. Then she said, next time you will get it straight from the cock. She could tell by my smile that I was up for that. It was just a. For some reason, the idea of sex has always been a borderlining obsession to me .I was introduced to Deepti about a year back via the “nearby” feature on WeChat Messanger. To my surprise she was the one to get in touch with me, stating we had crossed paths few hours back the same day. It wasn’t long before I knew I had struck gold, from there on, after couple of days of chatting we went onto exchange numbers. Deepti told me that she was a married. I learnt that she was a 36 year old housewife. Sure beats sex-ed class." God, I guess." Like I said, it's okay with me." Um, does your closet door open where I could see everything?"I really am asking this."Good question, let's look."So, Justin and I walk over to his closet, open it and look around inside."I'll clean up some of this, don't worry. Get inside and I'll close the door almost shut. Take a look."Well, with the door barely ajar, I got a good view of the part of his room with the bed."I can see your bed and desk and stuff pretty.