My b*o, Niya and I went to pick them up from Airport, My mom asked me not to go because I was nude and she told me to wear something and go. Anyway I ...ook a scarf and wore it and covered my boobs with hair. At airport, I stayed back in the car. My b*o and Niya went inside the airport building to receive them, and brought all bags and luggage. When they came back to the car, I had to step out to load the luggage inside the car. After the luggage was loaded and the guest sat inside, there was no. I couldn’t believe what was happening. After a couple minutes, she looked at me and asked, ‘Do you want me to suck your dick?’ ‘God, yes,’ I gasped. Marie got up from the couch, taking off her ‘librarian’ sweater, and knelt between my legs. She removed my pants, then ran her tongue from the base of my cock all the way to the tip. When she took the head into her mouth and slowly began to work the head with her tongue, I thought I was going to explode. I had dreamt of this a million times, and. My muscles begin to relax as I turn on the jets, except for mr. woody. Leaning back, I cover my chest with the bubbles and inhale the fragrance. Closing my eyes, thoughts of last night find my hands traveling down my body to my groin.With one hand, I fondle my balls and rub the circumcised head of my cock with the palm of the other hand. Reliving the moments from last night, my hand moves down to the thick shaft. Slowly, my hand begins gliding up and down as I continue to fondle the swelling. May sharma gye.may uth gye.unko dudh ka glass diua.unhon tab vo bhi utha mujhe kha ki yeh dhudh bahyt kam aj mane bahut dhhudh peena hao saari rat may shrama gye.unhone mjhr kiss karna shuru kua.hotho ko chusa.dheera se ek haath mere dhudh par rakh diua aur jor de dba diua.mujhe dard hone lga.mane kha dhera to vo muskrane lga.unhone mera dupta utara.mujhe kiss karne lge.mere dhudh par haath pherkar kiss karne lga.neeche fudi ko haath se pres kiua.mujhe kuch hone lga.phir unhune mere blouse utar.