I lifted my mouth from his cock.“Do that to me,” l said, almost immediately l felt my bum hole being stretched as he pushed four fingers into me, ... took his cock back into my mouth, sucking him in deep.As his fingers fucked me l did the same to him. I came first, crying out as l pumped what spunk l had left down his throat. He followed seconds later, there wasn’t much spunk but l swallowed what there was hungrily.When we finally fell away from each other, he reached over, putting those same. So I tried what didn't work in my teens: sucking myself. By throwing my legs over my head and pulling down on my butt I eventually got my lips around the head of my own cock. I know it sounds good but that position is too hard to maintain (and a bit painful) so I was never able to cum that way.I realized I should taste my own cum. The only problem was I always lost interest as soon as I shot. So one night I decided I would do it for sure and got into the old self-suck position. With my cock's. I replied it was she who wanted a massage. She defended that Manoj was innocent and professional, and she would stop if anything went weird. I said let’s see, ask him once.So my wife called him up right away from her mobile. She kept the speaker on, for me, and talked to Manoj asking what are the rates etc and asked him to come in the afternoon at two. But I saw her hand subtly sneaking between her thighs and knew I was to expect something sexy.After we had lunch, she changed into her nightie.. During the meal"I need to pee Tushar"He was all stunned "Here?" No idiot not among the public but I sure won't use the dirty toilet when I have you my slave"Tushar led me to one toilet and after taking the panties down he straddled his head inside my Saree and I released all the rich aroma in him, it was so relieving. Doing my panties and saree again we entered the hall, had the dinner and left for home. I drove meanwhile he again led me to few orgams in the way."We are not done yet slave you.