The ecstasy from being broke in was great enough, now it was pleasure of his tongue tasting my insides. He circle it around my ass, while pushing it d...eper with each tasting. I felt his hot breath on my balls. And from that… I cum… I didn’t even touched my self. Cal ignored my orgasm and pushed his tongue in me the deepest he could, and my orgasm became even harder than before. On my stomach, chest and face, was muddles of white and clear liquid. There was so much… “This is what I’m talking. I saw him flirting openly with mom, inquiring about her nativity and all. Mother was wearing a green color cotton saree tied a little high from her ankle to avoid water spillage.He was talking to her sitting on the floor facing her. He told my mother to tie her saree high above her knees so that her beautiful saree doesn’t get spoiled. Mom told him, “It’s ok. It is old saree only so no problem.” But he kept on insisting her.As my father told, mom doesn’t want to disappoint him. So she folded. Missile warheads detonated with brief flashes of nuclear fire, birthing lethal, millisecond X-ray laser blasts that bored their way through even the heaviest armor. The Genevan missiles were faster and had somewhat better targeting systems, with updated targeting parameters. The UN cruisers shuddered as the missiles tore unerringly at their vitals. An assault force of six Genevan scouts followed on the heels of the first missile salvo, daring the counter fire to bring their laser batteries into. Now that you know the basics, let's get to the fun part. I was sat on my PC on an IRC chatroom, downing some cranberry and gin (or maybe it was cranberry and sky vodka?) I'd had a few too many already, so I was flirting up and down the proverbial chatroom walls. I got talking to a guy whose nickname was Elder, and we got serious (-ly horny) and exchanged messenger names. Shit was real.Anyway, we started talking and flirting heavily, as he was drunk too, and agreed to a "you show me yours, I'll.