"You heard me," she said. "She was licking her cunt!"I really was naive. I'd never heard of such a thing before. I had heard about some girls, though ...'d honestly never met one personally who had given a guy what many had called a "blow-job" so the visual workings of that had managed to stick inside my head though I'd never seen it. But I for some reason had never really considered the other side of that coin at all.And though I had certainly heard the word before, it was one that was always. Mere ghar men Rajeev Uncle rehte hain na, un se. Aaj kal unke khayalon men meri panty geeli hoti rehit hai.Oh my God. Thik hi to hai. Tu chudwa le phr mujhe bhi chudwa dena. Bhoolna nahin. Chal hat. Yahan mere Boor ki watt lagi hai aur tu apne Boor ko beech men ghused rahi ho. Are karna kya hai, ek bar mauka dekh kar unke Lund pe hath dal de, bas. Thodi himmat kar. Sach men, mujhe himmat to karni hi padegi. Main mauka talashne lagi. Ek din jab Rajeev Uncle mujhe kuch bata rahe the maine jan. ..I think. And as I think that... I feel the warmth from the wine mix up with the warmth of desire. His tongue is teasing and persistent, he kisses me until shivers go down my spine and he feels it. He backs away slowly and smiles knowingly. Another piece of cake...piece by piece land in my mouth. All followed by his kisses. He drinks wine and pours it into my mouth and I drink it all. If I thought wine tasted good before...it was nothing. I can feel my nipples hard by now and goose bumps. . The headline said "Downtown Hotel".I could see that he was online right now, but his pic was private. I sent a brief message that said I was in a downtown hotel too, and did he want to chat. Before I clicked send, I set my face pics to be public so he could see what I looked like. I also had a couple of cock pics that were always set to public. I was extremely nervous at this moment. A moment or two later, his reply came..."I'm at the Sutton Place, where are you staying?"This was.