She could feel her legs start to shake as he flicked and fingered her clit and her orgasm started to build again. Once again he pulled away and steppe... back. She just lay there looking up at him. Her breath uneven and her legs splayed open. He smile and kissed her gently, cupping her cheek as he did so. Then he stood up and went to wash himself off in the shower. She lay there dazed, staring at him, wondering why he had stopped. All rational though had left her. She blinked a couple of times. I usually go to her home often since she was my relative. Mostly she will be in saree which reveals her body parts and make them appear more sexier than they are.I often stare at her curvy hip, side angled boobs. Sometimes she catches me staring at her body parts. But she never opposed neither covered. Whenever I get a chance I didn’t failed in rubbing her accidentally. She never cared those. Days passed I was dying to have fun with her. Her body resembled to that of actress simran’s who ruled. Focus on what you feel, bitch, my last advice as a friend." I couldn't speak, I couldn't see. I was totally helpless and at their mercy. Then Ginger took one of my nipples and started licking and sucking wildly. Sometimes her tongue would go in circles, sometimes she would bite my nipples, sometimes she would suck me with tremendous force making me scream. I felt different movements of her tongue multiplying my sensual sensations squared. An unexpected orgasm was building inside of me.Then. “Thanks, but it’s not mine, I am only subletting for a couple of years. I will eventually have to buy something myself.” I replied.We talked for a while, most about nothing that meant much at all. I couldn’t help but be saddened as I sat with them. Before we had lost Courtney, these people were like family to me, we were inseparable. Now, it was hard just to maintain a fluid conversation. Mr. Timmons love of football had waned considerable, he barely brought it up anymore.Later that evening, I.