My fingers inside her felt her pussy walls spasming uncontrollably and grinding against my hand as she became limp like a rag doll.I eased her off me ...nd we came face to face. She had a nice dreamy kind of a smile on her face as she floated down to earth. Her grip around my dick had resumed as she slowly stroked it. She kissed me hard on my pussy juice covered mouth tasting herself on my lips and face. “I love that taste”, she said as she licked me clean and then wiped me dry with a towel.. The girls I was dating at that time still get wet when thinking about me because I researched a lot of techniques off the internet and really practiced hard with them so that I could do it good with Swathi.I knew that Soon I would be bedding this woman. There was this one time when Swathi was wearing her sari really low I could actually see her ass-crack. And I was in my short towel and my hard cock had come out there wasn’t enough towel to cover my dick so I just let it hang. Since I was. My mouth opened up to handle her boob. After unhooking her bra, I began sucking her boobs like hell, biting them from time to time and she screamed. I removed my jeans and my jockey. My cock sprang up. And then one thing happened that I never expected. She normally doesn’t like sucking. But, this time she got down on her knees and started sucking my dick. I became excited like a bomb shell. I took her by arms and removed her salwar and panty hurriedly. Then guided her to sit on the shelf. I. God, she could have been Amber's twin! Even down to the pixie toes painted a light pink in the sandals. Her body, was perfect. Her hair was just right, but her eyes were just a bit greyer. I watched her. She flirted with her friends, her short shorts almost showing her cute little butt-cheeks. I got hard imagining slipping them off of her. She wore a blue tank top that could easily be torn of off her. I saw her breasts wiggle delightfully as she moved. It was getting dark when she finally left.