It happened at my first place of my own, having just turned 19. When I seen Karen on the couch, with her pussy looking back at me well it was a dream ...ome true. It was thanksgiving morning and I went over early cause, I knew mom had to work late and dad in a kitchen was a lost cause. Mom always said dad could burn water, so I knew Karen would be trying to get the turkey in and I though I would help her with it. When I saw what I have been dreaming of for years, and jacking off too I just had to. Yeh bat 3 month pehle ki ha jab ma coaching ke lia parai kar raha tha tab chandigarh me mere ghar ke samne ek ladki rehti thi voh merese shayad 1 sal hi choti thi but kia ladki thi ma to usko dekhta hi reh jata tha.Us ladki ka name tha ria(name changed) uski figure bohot mast thi. Uske boobs bhi kafi mast the or gand bhi bohot moti thi. Usko dekh kar hamesha mera lund khara ho jata tha or mera man karta tha ki abhi isko pakar ke chod du. Par kia karta dar bhi lagta tha. Fr maine notice kia ki. I answer by pouring hot oil directly onto your nipples. The response is instant as you moan out loud and your hand drops straight onto my cock. You use it to drag me closer to your face so you can get a good look. You reach for it, using the tip of your tongue and lick the whole length all the while just holding it and breathing deeply. I lean across you and start to massage your upper body using gentle strokes and guiding my hands in large circles over your chest avoiding your breasts and down. A very sexy thing, to see my hands moving across that boundary from the sun-kissed swells to the sublime…. While I could delight in this for seemingly forever, there is more to enjoy, and to welcome to our shared delight. My right hand reluctantly squeezes your right breast, closing on, and slowly pulling off the end of your knotted tip, then sliding down your soft tummy, my hand turning from cupping downward, as if diving, tips leading South, until I bring my hand to slide over, again molding.