I moan as the root of my shaft comes to rest pressed against your lips. Slowly you draw back until only the head of my cock is in your mouth. Your ton...ue starts lashing the head of my cock; the tongue stud weaving its magic across my taut skin. Then your mouth drives back down over my hard cock and I'm buried in your throat again. I feel the rubbery ring of your throat muscles ripple and contract around my shaft as you swallow around my cock. It's almost enough to make me come. I hold off. ’ Acutely aware now, from those small sentiments, how much power he had over her, he nodded. ‘Cum now, over my tongue, don’t hold back.’ Her lower lip sucked into her mouth and she let herself buckle on him, her bottom pressed into his face and her walls constricting as that wetness flowed onto his tongue. A long lick and he kissed his way back upwards to her back and against her neck. Robby’s mouth once more hovering back at her ear to whisper, ‘Finish up in here and meet me in our bedroom.. Everyone thought we were newly married couples I guess. When we reached there, no people were seen around it. So we decided to take a dip in the water. As Amrutha got into the water her clothes got stuck to her body showing me her nipples and underwear line sticking to her ass. She insisted that I also should remove clothes and come to water but I don’t know swimming so I removed my pant and shirt to jump into the water. It wasn’t too deep so we started our romance there itself.We kissed. "Who knows?" I teased my best friend as I watched her get slowly dressed. "You might meet some hot blonde and..." Named Bambi?" She giggled."I was thinking Tiffany." I stuck my tongue out at her. "You should wear skirts more often. You've got great legs." My short little legs?" Karen fixed the clasp on her skirt, black and red plaid with long thin pleats that fell just above her knees. I think she got it second hand from a thrift shop and it looked like half of a catholic schoolgirl.