She released his hand, allowing him to continue what she had shown him, and put her arms around his neck, drawing his mouth down to hers. ‘You’re ...aking me come,’ she whispered against his lips. ‘Just keep doing it just like that… You’re really making me come… you’re making me come right now…’ He silenced her with his probing tongue as her body shuddered convulsively. When she relaxed, I said, ‘That was very good. Now look at your fingers, Jason. They’re wet and slippery, aren’t they? Cynthia’s. One time while we were playing pouring water ( manjal neeratu vizha) , i intentionally spilled some water on his new looking dress , he straight away slapped me , and i made a collateral damage by complaining it to his mom and dad , and he got so screwed up because of this, from that time onwards we both become good enemies , he always teased me , and then from next year he was studying in some hostel i couldnt find him i his house while in there, Then after 5 years when i reached my. ." I said."Well, let's see how good I can do it...", she said quietly. I just gasped in anticipation as she sat up and swung herself around so she could face me, her boobs swinging as she moved. She tied her hair up in a ponytail and took off her robe, only leaving on her tight, pearl colored panties that barely held in her gorgeous ass. My cock stuck up like a flagpole and was dripping with precum as I waited patiently for her to start. She leaned over, her tits resting on my thighs, and put. Paul then eased his hand down the front of my pants, touching the base of my cock, then grasping it, at the same time pulling my pants down over my balls.He licked around my now engorged head then opened his mouth drawing me in. I gasped: a man was sucking my cock, playing with my balls, and I was enjoying it. After a couple of minutes I pulled out. He stood up. I knew what he wanted. His turn. I removed his trousers to me met with an engorged cock: he wore no underpants. I held his cock,.