Rahim: Simmi, this position is called 69. It will allow us to pleasure each other simultaneously.Simran: 69...why is it called 69?Rahim: Because, we l...ok like the number 69 when we are doing it.Simran looked at their reflection in the glass showcase near them. They really were looking like 69. She laughed at this and wondered how knowledgeable Rahim was in the art of love making. In the meanwhile Rahim took the bottle of chocolate syrup and gave it to Simmi. She knew what to do. She opened the. Not seen in detail, with the dawn behind her most was in complete darkness still, but the outer edge thrusting just beyond the outline of her torso, breaking the established line with their own curve. I kept my hands behind my head still, relying on vision for my sensory input. Yes. Breasts. Relatively small, high, and firm. I considered their texture, smooth and soft, firm but yielding, aureole darkening as the nipples harden beneath my lips...No. Stop that, it's cheating. I could see neither. ”Sasha blushed, and Jos hugged her.“Don’t pick on Sasha. She is a warm and loving young woman. I like her a lot and, I personally think, that her pussy is the best tasting pussy I have ever eaten.”“Jos!” Sasha almost shrieked and blushed.“Don’t be embarrassed. It’s true and Mick needs to know that he has that to look forward to. And you need to know that he IS looking forward to tasting you. As a matter of fact, let’s go back to bed, I want some more.”Sasha turned a brighter red and ran off. She asked me to study other papers and as I was good in others it didn’t take much time.I had a few doubts and she cleared it. So by 8 pm I finished my reading as asked her whether I can go now, she said that I could hang around there until supper and watch TV, so I just sat there and watched the programs with her and occasionally stealing glances at her boobs whenever she used to bend a little and adjusting my dick inside my trousers so that she won’t see my erection. I excused myself and said.