I could feel that my right nipple wasn’t stimulated anymore, but that the hand, which had been playing with it, was now moving down and over my body... And I just knew where it was going; it was going to my pussy that was open for her business. At this point, I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the feelings. I loved the stimulation that was going on, but I was a little afraid that I would start to moan to loud or even when they would make me cum, that I couldn’t suppress the urge to scream it out. I crept back to my room, my mind in turmoil, how could I face her in the morning? How could she face me?I masturbated to the vision of mum's face as she climaxed and then instead of sleeping as I usually did after jerking off, I lay awake wondering if she'd tell dad. I was twenty but still in awe of him, he was a big man, and I'd felt the back of his hand on more than one occasion in the past. "Jesus," I thought. “What a fucking mess,"It wasn't anywhere near as bad as it could have been, I. She is a young gujarathi, single, I would guess in her early twenty’s with a nice figure, great smile and a good personality. I have always got along well with her and we have had good conversations on a variety of topics.The second last time I was in there Sheetal brought up the subject of sex. While I felt a little uncomfortable on the subject I answered her questions about my first time, about how many lovers I have had, favorite positions and so on. Then she asked if I had ever had sex with. I take my two fingers and lower his boxers. His beautiful thick cock greets me. As I look up at him I slip the tip in my mouth. I swirl my tongue around and slide it in deeper. I can see his eyes roll back in pleasure, as I slowly slide up. I take his cock and lick his balls, as he watches me. I feel his hands on my shoulders. I take my tongue and skim up his cock while fondling his balls. Then I slide my tongue back down and suck his balls again. Next, I move my tongue back to the tip and take.