Humare honth pyaar ki bhasha bhot achi tarah bol rahe the… Music ki awaaz me humari chooma chati ki awwaz kahi kho rahi thi but hum bhot enjoy kr ra...e the…Kabhi wo mere lips choosti kabhi me us k.Wo mere me zuban dalne lagi or me choosne laga humare mooh se Rooh-aafza ki mithi mithi smell aa rahi thi…or hum garam ho rahe the…mene un k pura mu ko chuma…mathe pe kiss, gaalo pe kiss, naak pe kiss, aankho pe kiss, gardan pe kiss… Bhot kissing ki humne…fir mene un k kaan me ja k kaha…aap bhot. He dropped to his knees and swallowed my cock like a pro. I let him work me for a bit them pulled him to his feet. I started with his pits, personally, I think there's nothing better than a sweaty guys hot pits, so I licked and sniffed. That elicited a small groan, I moved down to his nips, quarter sized and standing out, I took first one then the other into my mouth. As I did so, I moved my hands into his shorts and felt him up through his jock. I couldn't wait so I pulled shorts and jock down. Now for the next. He wanted to eat her out. He knelt in front of her, legs already open. Looking deep into her eyes she could sense his sincerity, he could sense her trust. He went in, kissing and nibbling her inner thighs. She twitched and nearly tipped the chair over. Giggling she held herself in. She could feel her pussy getting moist. As he was kissing and nibbling he moved to the other side, intentionally just missing her vulva. He enjoyed this pattern, going several times back and forth.. . but I was scared. Too nervous to even mention it. But what I did do was unzip my pants and begin to stroke my cock. I couldn't help it. Some firey passion came over me and I just started rubbing my cock with fury, never taking my eyes of her heavenly feet. I watched them write up and down, curling with pleasure and driving me absolutly crazy. I was seconds away from coming and I ripped my hand away from my cock to prevent it. I put myself into an ultimatum; I decided I would either do.