I told her, “Did I ever tell you as to how much I like your tongue? The way it feels in my mouth and the things it does to my skin are heavenly inde...d.” She gave me a sweet smile and kissed me.I slid my hands up her shirt and felt her stomach tighten. She always gets surprised whenever I do that although she must have expected it and the best part is that she does it so beautifully.She then whispered in my ears that she wanted a sensual massage which I used to give her when she was my girl. They seemed quite sturdy enough to serve their purpose.Now it was time for the real test—and a convenient time as well, since after my tense day of sitting around waiting for the delivery I was ready for bed. Twelve of the 14 parts I needed to produce (the 15th and last one was the firing-pin nail) were fairly small, including the polymer coil springs that would drive the mechanism. Two, though, were considerably bigger—the pistol's stock around which you wrapped your hand, and the barrel. The. Ladies call me varun dhawan as my personality matches with him. I am a regular reader of iss, but never posted any story. This is my first attempt so please ignore mistakes and do post your suggestions and feedback to encourage me write next part of this story.Here i am going to narrate you a true story (with change names and some extra spices) about how all it started. In my early twenties i was studying in a popular engineering college at Ghziabad with lots of hot girls and teachers. Among. It was her hubby. She sat on the bed near my legs and caught hold of my cock and started masturbating me while speaking to her hubby. He was in my sore at that time and told her that he will late tonight. Veena said ok. He asked where their son was?..Veena replied he is in hoskote with his grandma.I sat on the bed and came near her back and started lovingly pressing her dark tits after hearing that her son won’t come here today. She cut the call and started moaning’ouch ahhhhhhhh hhhhaaahhhhhh.