‘It’s not that I don’t want you to, I’m just a little nervous about Mum and Dad being around. And if you pull tricks again like earlier ... I ...ill be so frustrated!’‘You’ll like it more later if I tease you now, ‘ he promised. ‘And if you slather yourself with oil, you’ll definitely need a shower.’ He let the last word hang in the air and then disappeared to find said oil.Several minutes later I was perched on the lay back chair, enjoying the feeling of the oil soaking into my skin as I rubbed. Right, does not sound like a bomb either. Throwing all caution to the wind, I tear the wrapping form the gift and quickly duck beneath the kitchen table, giggling at my own stupidity. Alrightie then, no explosion and I’m still breathing, albeit a bit shakily. Chuckling to myself, I man up and open the box. Inside is a book of poems and it’s dedicated to me and a bookmark is tucked in on page 130. Whoever sent me the gift must know me quite well, because the poem that’s marked is one of my. Sujata placed her hands on both my thighs and without holding my cock with her hand , Sujata started doing to and fro motion with my rigidly grown cock. I closed my eyes and just concentrating on what Sujata was doing now.Then I kneeled in front of Sujata and got hold of her right leg and placed it over my right shoulder and for balance now she was holding my head . Then , I immediately buried my face deep inside her cunt and then pressed my tongue on her clit and Sujata started pushing my head. .....and I believe in you Harry,’ said Ginny as she gave the top of his head a kiss. Slowly, the two of them lowered themselves onto the bed, Harry resting his head on Ginny’s chest as she continued to stroke his hair fondly. After what seemed an age, Harry finally calmed down as he placed a hand on Ginny’s tummy. ‘I’m sorry about what just happened Ginny. It should be me looking after you,’ said Harry shamefully. ‘You have nothing to be sorry about Harry,’ replied Ginny sensitively, ‘even the.