. ?" "ummmm, YESSS ... came from her, as she opened her mouth for my shot. I blasted into the roof of her mouth, with it bouncing onto her tongue ... ...he got her bearings, then went into full SWALLOW mode. When it was gone, she started throwing her face left and right, making me reward her with 3-4 more shots of love, from her forehead to the point of her chin. When I lowered myself down to her level, she said "It feels so good, and HOT..." Then she opened her mouth to accept my fingers, as I. Weekdays were different as my daughter used to open the door earlier as she had morning school but on Saturdays and Sundays I used to get up to take milk as she slept till late.Now what happened was that we had an iron grill which we locked from inside and the lock had to be opened by me in the morning. And because the lock was quite low I had to bend to open it I always carried a dupatta on my shoulders but one day I somehow forgot to carry it. And unluckily (or maybe luckily ) the nighty I. The next thing I felt were his fingers digging into my thick thighs and his tongue wriggling into my pussy. Never had a man's mouth ever been there... I was struck with sensations. I could feel the coarse burn of his five o'clock shadow, I smelled his cologne, the leather jacket he had worn that day, I felt his fingers peeling my lips open, his lips and oh my god his tongue...his tongue licked and lapped, fast and slow, over my clit, into my tight pussy, brushed against the skin between my. I tease and torment with my fingers, giving as good as I’d gotten. Tickling his stomach and down to his thighs. Almost touching his cock, but always pulling back at the last moment. Dragging moans and that sexy, deep rumbling chuckle from him. I’m amazed that my touch is bringing this out in him. Feeling powerful and sexy, I rise up over him, straddling his hips, letting his cock slide between my pussy lips. Not allowing him to enter me, torturing both of us. I lean down over him, my breasts.