He took a firm grip of my cock and just said “hard”; “yes“ I replied, and he started pumping his fist up and down my rigid cock, harder than a...yone has ever done. I pumped my buttocks up and down to meet his thrusts, and could now hear and feel my balls slapping between my legs. I lasted no more than a minute – It felt as though a very tight spring was coiling between my legs, it tightened as far as it could, it stayed taught for few moments, I let out a cry, and then it uncoiled, pumping spunk. Then she sat on the bed, lifted her feet and brought it close to my mouth.Neha: Now lick my feet, baby.I grabbed her feet and stuck it into my mouth. She was wearing black nail polish. I kept sucking each toe in one by one. It almost felt like I had a cock in my mouth.Neha: That’s it, boy. Keep sucking it hard.She was enjoying watching me suck her like a fucking dog.Me: Can I see your boobs, Neha?Neha: No. Not yet.Me: How about your pussy?Neha: No.Me: Please. I can’t take it anymore.Neha: Haha. "Are you inferring that nobody would pay for a chance to have a go at this lush body of mine?" Oh, that's not the problem," I said waving it off. "There will always be enough of the right kind of guys around: really desperate, with some pocket change. Naw, the problem is if you went pro then you'd have to let them call the shots and stop when they wanted to and not when you wanted to. You couldn't keep them going just because you weren't ready to quit." Hmm, there is that," she grumbled, her. I was not sure what had happened right now.Everything happened so fast and I was afraid that she would tell my mom about all this.I closed the door and slept as it is. At 10 I got up wore my tracks and t-shirt and left for her home.She opened the door.As always she looked beautiful but today was special.She wore yellow saree with orange blouse.She had a red sindoor on her forehead, her mangal sutra lying in her cleavage, bangles on her hand and pink lipstick.”Come inside” she said.I couldn’t.