Kaya smooch tha wo.. Takriban 10 min tak ham ese hi karte rahe .Fir wo achanak mere se dur ho gaye .. Mene uska hath pakad liya (mai b pyasa tha kafi ...ime se wo bhi). Mene usko apni taraf khich liya .Mene iss baar zayada time na lagete hue kiss karna start kiya lips pe .Fir uske baal hata ke uski garden par lick karne laga uski saanse tez ho gaye aur uskeawaze nikalne lagge..Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh hhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.Hmmmmmmmm..Aur mai b ab zor zor se lick aur kiss kar raha tha wo puri tara. As I sat there I could still feel myself dripping from my orgasm a mix of his sperm and my cum juices. A massive wet patch on the bed to remind me of how amazing and explosive it all was. I still couldn't get over how good it had been.It had been nothing like what I had been told about how my first time would be: 'Be prepared for pain' 'Its never great the first time but it gets better'. How wrong they'd been!Nick and I sat chatting about what had just happened and about our guilt for Anna. We. I said ok. She asked me this writer writes sex more do you find sex interesting. I was speech less and didn’t say anything. I felt her hand gently touch my shoulder and she started rubbing it slightly. I couldn’t tell if she was doing sexually or friendly, but her hand started exploring more of the front of my body, up to my chest and back down to my stomach. She lightly gripped my shirt between her fingers and pulled it up a little, just enough to expose my stomach above my shorts. I tried. Her hands on his balls, her tongue up and down his shaft, her mouth covering him. He struggled to hold back, to resist, to hold out and enjoy the attention but it was useless. His hips rocked forward on their own, his mental defenses failed to go up and he was lost in her oral attention. He barely managed to hold together thirty seconds. Every attempt he made to block the sensation, to think about anything else, to throw up any kind of barrier was useless. She was insistent, constant,.