" You're sorry for making me cum?"I know there were words in my mouth, they wanted to come out, but for some reason, I couldn't make any sense of them...or arrange them in the proper order. "I didn't, you ah ... you, I mean, you ah..." Luckily for me, she kept talking, effectively shutting me up."I'm the one that should be sorry," she continued on before I could make any sense of what was happening here. "I should have warned you," she then added. "But I couldn't help myself."I purposely turned. Once on his knees he slid his tongue from my balls to the tip of my ridged, chocolate stick before stopping there to nibble on the very tip. Drooling like a hungry dog, his saliva dripped down thereby lubricating the entire length of my manhood. In only two attempts he managed to swallow all of my cock and as soon as he did I held his head with both hands and pumped my hips to match the funky rhythm his mouth was producing. After a few minutes of this I knew that if I kept it up I would fire my. And her back was absolutely sexy. She was fair, had a good complexion and an extremely sexy back. I used to always fantasize about seducing her and kissing that sexy back. And she had kind of thick voice that made her sound real hot. That day, I went to Saradindu’s place. He opened the door. I could see Mrs. Chatterjee sitting on the kitchen floor, her one leg stretched out, as she was grating a coconut. The Saree had come up to her knee, and I couldn’t help stare at the milky white leg. I felt. "Babe, I completely forgot, were so used to not even thinking about it, but we don't have any condoms." Shit! ... Well, OK, I'll let him know to just cum on my tits, ass, face or something because we don't have any condoms." You're going to fuck him bareback? Babe, there's still the risk though even if he doesn't cum in you. You know that." Yeah. Well, fuck it. We'll be as safe as we can now and that's all we can do. Besides, I know your sick twisted ass would probably beat off to the thought.