She forgets about her hands and they slip down, absentmindedly clutching my thighs. I pick up my tempo, bouncing the end of my cock against her throat...more and more firmly. Her saliva becomes so frothed that bubbles start to appear at the corners of her mouth. They multiply with each downward beat of my shaft, spilling outward from her lips. I reach one hand down to grab her right breast, tugging and squeezing it as I pump her mouth. Strings of drool swing from her chin. The repetitive stroking. She gasped as she felt his fingers at the back of her dress, slowly undoing the buttons. She got that feeling in her stomach again. She knew that he was going to take off her dress. Maybe take off her undergarments too. Then what would he do? She had heard stories from married women about sex, but never figured she would experience it until she was married. She wasn’t married. And she knew enough that if this man had sex with her, she would never be married. ‘Turn around.’ he said in a husky. He kept his fingers on her cunt constantly, pulling her pussy lips and exposing her labia for an easy lick.“Ahhhhh… ahhhhh… ahhhhh… ahhhhhh… ahhhhhh…” Arpita moaned as she struggled hard to stop herself from coming. But Unmesh continued relentlessly, sometimes bringing her pussy lips together he licked on them, and sometimes spreading them apart he pushed his tongue inside. Soon he too realised how close he had brought her to orgasm, so he stopped licking her anymore and climbed back to kiss. I started to fingerfuck her G-Spot harder and faster as I could hear her moaning with delight. At one point she was almost screaming for more and then she deeply moaned as her muscles spasmed. She slide up off my fingers and started to squirt her sweet pussy juices allover the chair... spray after spray as her body convulsed with orgasm. She then told me to sit down, almost forcing me into the chair after ripping my pants off. She grabbed my hard cock with her right hand and started to.