Fir woh raat ko humaare ghar main hi sone lagi baton baton main usne bataya jain sahab to kabhi kabhi hi usse lagte hain meri bv boli mere to din raat...lage rehte hain fir unhone wohi bf dekhi or raat ko saath main bed room main chale gaye wahan meri thodi si bachi rum padhi thi pehle to usne mana kiya fir maan gayi meri bv khoob saare juice main rum daal ker mila diya or peete peete baaten kerne lage wo boli ki jain saab jab kuch nahin kerte to tum kya kerti ho woh boli ki yeh bhi koi poochne. He played with the nipples seeing them get hard and swell. Next he told me "I bet those tits taste good." He then leaned across me and began to suck my left one. He sucked the left nipple as he tweaked the right one. He then kissed down the side of my tit and licked and kissed my complete tit. He was very good at what he was doing.Next he switched tits and sucked and kissed my other tit. He lifted my tit and kissed and licked the underside. He really seemed to love tits. And I loved what he was. With that I reached down and grabbed his cock with my left hand while I had my right hand around the back of his neck and began to struggle with it so I could ease it into me. He gently lifted me up just a bit so the head would get to my little whole. He reached his hand over to the lube and put some on his cock and rubbed some on my love hole. He softly whispered to me that he was so fucking horny knowing that I loved the way he fucked me. I leaned into him and began to kiss him knowing I. " "Alright, coach." I conceded as I turned to do as I was told and was relieved to see he had his towel around his waist. I laid down on the training table and my coach poured massage oil on my back and began working my muscles over. The relaxation it caused and the strength of his hands felt good and when I closed my eyes his enourmous cock popped into my brain. I felt my own cock start to stir. He rubbed my shoulders and arms, down my back to just about my hips and then down to my.