For a moment her fabulous, athletic girl’s body was nude, then she was pulling up her leotard and sliding her slim but beautifully muscled arms into...the sleeves.Nikki couldn’t help noticing the almost-erect cocks, looking so big, and remembering how they’d felt. Her pussy gave a little unwanted tingle, telling her it was getting ready. Well it needed to be ready, juicy and distended, if those fat seven-inch pistons were going to be invading it!“So do you want to do a bit of gymnastics to start. So, this day started normally, i took a glass of milk to Karan’s (my son) room, latched the door and woke him up with a quick blowjob. This had become a bit of a routine, everyday i used to blow him and in the end, id let him have milk and he’d let me have his cream all over my face. somehow, everyday he had enough cum to fill my face every morning, the benefits a young boy, i guess. Then, i gave his a quick kiss on the tip and on the balls and told him to go have a bath. After that i went back. I put on my boxers and lay on the couch. She came back about 5 minutes later wearing one of my t-shirts.Looking at her, I thought to myself – ‘How did I get this damn lucky to have Rashmi in my apartment wearing nothing except her panties and my t-shirt’.She came and sat on the couch and I put my head on her lap. We stayed like that for a while.After a while, she bent down and we kissed. Then she got up from the couch and pulled me into the bedroom.We lay on my bed and started exploring each. She allowed me to sit on the stoolonce again and placed the shoe on my foot. Placing the other pumpin front of my face, she smiled her almost shy, yet cruel, smileas I licked it clean. Once again, she motioned for me to bendover the stool as she wiped the shoe down on the back of mypanties. She traced the heel over the cleavage of my derriere,pulling me up to sit on the stool. Placing the shoe on my otherstocking-clad foot, she motioned me to stand.I stood, still and waiting for her next.