My both the hands were not able to cover the entire length. And on top of it was a cherry like thing looked more like an apple. It smelled nice and th... more closer I went I could feel a strong urge put it in my mouth. Finally I did. I was warm like a corn and not to talk about the thickness. He let a soft moan out from his mouth. He was enjoying it as much as I did. Slowly I tried to take a longer bite. I felt like I was having an ice cream although this was far more hot and bulky. I tried my. Turning her back to the milkman, she started closing the door, giving him a lingering view of her ample, meaty ass and a rousing rear view of her trunk, especially since the petticoat came down to well below her hips and settled almost at the beginning of her ass crack. Just before finally losing the door, she turned again towards the outside and offered another flash of her huge midriff, with its flaring curvature at the waist and the juicy, deep, inviting navel. This exercise was her morning. However, she told me not be shy since we both were females, but I hesitated and I begged her to go. So, she went out and after wearing the bra, I called her addressing as akka (it means in Tamil as elder sister). She came inside and saw me in the bra, and told me to adjust it properly. Then she herself made the adjustment. While making the adjustment, she slowly started to massage by boobs. I was not able control the kick and told her to leave me. Hearing that she left me, and she gave four. I spread my legs, and start to rub my inner thighs with my warm, trembling hands. my body slightly stiffens, and slides forward. I feel the warm water from the faucet cascade down my clit and over my swelling lips. I realize I learned a new form of pleasuring myself. I lie there and continue to enjoy the feeling, while still daydreaming. At this point I remember still to this day the thought and image I had in my head. I pictured this guy reaching into my crotch, feeling the dampness, and also.