“And you love worshipping my body.” She said.“And I love worshipping your body.” I repeated.“Good slut.” She pr...ised me as she grabbed my hair andpulled my face up into her crotch.She held my face their for a moment, and then let my headfall back to the floor. Suddenly she brightened.“I’ve got an idea. You’ve licked my tits, and sucked mycunt, but I know you want to worship my whole body. Nobodyhas ever licked my ass. I’m going. ”Kamal mera haath pakarte hue bole ” Darr lag raha hai to rk kaam karo thora pani pi ko ” meine paani piya aur fir kuch baaten karne lage tab meine mehsoos kiya ki kamal ne apana lund meri gand se laga rakha tha mujhe achha bhi lag raha tha par kuh kaha nahi rahi thi . Itne mei ek station aa gaya wahan Kamal ne 2 chaye li hum ne.chaye pi raat ke 2 baj rahe the .Chai peen eke baad kamal ne mere ko kasam de kar poocha ” Roshni mere ko ek baat sach sach bataye gi tu ”Me ” Haan agar mere ko pata. And therapy, perhaps ... and she just wanted to get her rocks off.She’d always been good looking. She’d always had a talent for art. She’d done her own figure studies as a student. That was part of the problem with men her age. Most of them had let things go once they entered a career path. They were on the ladder, but not climbing fast enough for it to keep them fit. Seeing them naked didn’t generate any awe or appreciation in her artist’s eyes. She didn’t actually think about it that way. It. With his touch brought the electricity of emotion, a sensual arousal of my senses. Although I was extremely aroused I calmly kept my penis from getting hard, wanting to prolong the playfulness of this encounter. I held off even when he reached for the bar or soap, and as he gently covered my body in lather I still remained soft. It wasn’t until his hands headed over my stomach and down further that I found this to be challenging. I closed my eyes as I felt his hands head to my sex; he must.