After all, what man wouldn’t get turned on getting a massage and a suck from a seductive hot lady. Once I slowed down she said – “Its full of oi... sir, we may have to take bath after this.”I replied – “Sure why not, shall we have it together.” she replied – “Whatever you say, sir, let us do it nicely sir, its been long not done.” What the fuck man. I was super excited. I held her tight and kissed her lips softly and she responded with equal measure. I raised my head up to look at her, and found. ”So another day without Uncle Beau, and the bad part was it was the last day of his visit. This time he came home in time for dinner because Mom had told him she was fixing pot roast, which was his favorite. After dinner, he sat in the living room talking to Mom and Dad.They discussed his assignment aboard something called a Medium Endurance Reliance Class cutter and where he’d be stationed. What got my attention was he’d be on the other side of our state, only about a three-hour drive from. So the following story is imaginary but with real characters. I’ll try making the story as lively as possible such that it feels real to you all.The protagonist of the story is me Shivang and complementing me is my sister Yashvi and her teacher Smita. Yashvi is my 1st cousin and we live in a joint family in a duplex flat in Mumbai. Describing the sexy women, Yashvi is 21, very short in height and has got fats in right place but not fat in any case. Her height must be 5ft with boobs of 32, waist. Mouth still locked on hers and holding her around the waist by my left arm, I palmed her circumcised shaft, fingers sliding down over her balls until the middle one reached her asshole. Her skinny legs spread slightly, a groan coming from her throat as she felt me tease her there, feeling lube she had smeared around the entrance.For the first time in a minute I pulled my face back from Yasmina's and looked over my shoulder. Kev - who'd had the hot youngster himself weeks before me, still lay on.