And as we had got comfortable with each other, I got the confidence as well.Next day in the evening, when she called me for a walk, I told her that I ...as feeling feverish and couldn’t come and if she wishes, she can go for a walk.She asked me about my health in a worried manner and said, bye. After an hour or so, the bell rang and it was Kiara with some soup in her hand. I welcomed her and thanked her for the soup and got back in my roll.She told me that she didn’t go for a walk as she was. I focus on her clit. As Mistress's pussy clamps onto your cock, she screams, "Jesus, Nathan! Fuck yes. Right there! Can you see that, Slut? Don't you wish this was you getting fucked so well? Oh, oh yes! FUCK YES. Nathan, show this Slut what she's missing."I see you pumping harder, at an angle that is definitely hitting her G-spot. Within a few minutes, Mistress is cumming on your cock again. I can see your hands grip Mistress's waist. I know that you're close. I shift and use my tongue to. He had stopped making an attempt to continue working, and his hands wereloosely holding the front of the machine either side of his waist.Pressing herself against the back of him, she gently took his wrists andlifted his hands, briefly placing them on the side of her thighs, noticinghis immediate reaction to touching her, something she still refused to lethim do much of. His hands slid down her thighs as far as he could reachtrying to brush the back of her knees, and then slid upwards again. I wish it had lasted for hours. But it did not. “I’m going to cum!” I yelled as I raised my ass up off the chair to push my manhood deep into Trish’s mouth. Sarah licked the shaft and helped to stroke, while Trish consumed my shaft, sliding her lips down to its base. I shot gobs of hot cum into Trish’s mouth; one long spurt after another. I know I yelled or groaned. It was an intense moment that seemed to go on and on, hot goo filling Trish’s mouth Trish continued to stroke my cock with one.