"Firstthings first," she said. "I believe you told me that you need some girlymenthol cigarettes. By the way, I hope you don't expect me to carry y...urcigarettes for you in my purse."I knew right away what my mother was suggesting and I wasn't going to gofor it. "I can't walk around with a pack of Virginia Slims poking out ofmy shirt. I'd look like a fag."Mom groaned and told me not to use that "word". "It sounds hostile andangry," she said."Well that's what people are going to think," I. The next thing he felt was something warm and wet sliding around his cock. He tried to control his breathing, and resist the urge to groan with pleasure as her tongue slid smoothly over his engorged cock head and she took him all the way into her mouth. She lingered there, just letting her tongue flick back and forth over the tip. 'God this feels amazing,' he thought. She opened her mouth wider and started bobbing her head up and down, taking him in deeper each time until she was. This is how interesting you are to me. Like the dust on the ground. Get it?" She put her other foot on my shoulder. It was so surprising and overwhelming, I didn't know how to respond. "It's quite a strong signal, I would say, to get a foot in your face, and you should have realized the first time. You are not gonna get anything from me except my foot stink. Now you can either sit there like that, saying nothing, or you can leave. It’s up to you." "Trudy, my god, what are you…" her friend. Ankita, do you have any olive oil? Yes, I do in the kitchen and would you like me to get it? Kashish nodded yes, please Ankita scurried off down the hallway. Kashish motioned Kshitiz to his feet, pulled herself to the edge of the bed and gently began rolling his balls in her hand while she stroked his dick. She smiled up at him and took him in her mouth. He was getting big again fast. She moved up onto the bed and rolled onto her back motioning for Kshitiz to stick his cock in her mouth as her.