Vo dhire dhire sari ko nikl rhi thiFir vo blouse and petticoat me aagyi fir unhone blouse utara tho unka 36 size boob dekh krr me pgla hi gya iccha hu... ki jaa kr pkdh lu unko but yrr I know my limits so mene control kiya or dekhta rha fir unhone bra bhi utr di and pati cort utr diya vas yrr me dhire dhire apna lund gate per ghisne lgga and mera itna jyada hard ho gya tha ki precum nikla thoda sa and me ruk gya cuz pant gndi ho jati… Unki 32 size ki gaand dekh kr or mjje aane lgge.. and shyd. Usko dekh k mera lund ikdm se lhada hogya or usne dekh ek smile di or boli kya hua me bola kuch nhi . Phir wo raat hum dono thodi baat kiye usne suddenly puchi ki koi gf hai?Me kaha nhi yr to bolti chal jhuta me kaha le mera mobile dekh le whatsapp wagera pe b to bolti la de wo dekhi or boli thik hai sahi bolra tha utne me bola me bathroom jaakein aata hu cz mera lund usse dekh bohut sakht hogya tha wo boli thik hai me bathroom me aake masturbate krhi raha tha or thoda moaning b krra tha ta b. She says "Hey you -- you need to be just calmed down." (She's loving life right here) She kneels in front of me, unbuttons my jeans and whips out my um, yeah, and slips it right into her beautiful, lush mouth. "Unng" I say, or something like it. I wasn't really fully hard (just kind of freaked out) and she slowly, adroitly, expertly works this growing member in and out of her sweet mouth. Her gorgeous brown curly head is moving back and forth. All I can keep saying is OMG OMG OMG. By this. She just sat there smiling at me. I would look at the TV and look back at her and she'd still be smiling at me. I kept smiling back in confusion. This went on for a good few minutes until eventually she turned to face the TV and began undoing her jeans. When she stopped she smiled at me and pointed at her crotch with her eyes. I discretely moved my hand over to her. She had undone her button and her zip. I began slowly stroking her from outside of her thong. She reached her.