Your breasts in his hands. The frustration is unbearable!But now suddenly, things are quiet. I can’t make out anything other than soft muffled noise... of feet on carpet. Then total silence. I’m a little apprehensive. I’m so vulnerable and I have no idea where anyone is.Your soft voice in my ear, lips grazing my earlobes. You whisper something in my ear and then I feel your lips on mine. My heart skips a beat as I taste your lips and tongue. My cock feels like it’s going to explode as I detect. Now i asked her to give blow job now.She hesitated first and reluctantly kept my dick inside her mouth and slowing giving blow job .What a moment it was…..my lovely darling giving me a blow job and doing it soo nicely that even my little brother also enjoying that awesome moment.Slowly she increased the pace and my boy was ready for the final show.I asked her to stand and i slowly rubbed my dick on her pussy.She started moaning and saying words like ” i am completely yours and break my. I pumped some oil in to my hands and warmed it between my fingers. I took my time spreading the oil over his body, noticing his broad shoulders and narrow hips. I snapped back to professional therapist mode, chiding myself. But I couldn't seem to keep my mind from wandering into darker places. I started to fantasize about tearing off my top and rubbing my breasts against his oiled, naked skin. I felt myself getting wet but I continued the massage in a strictly professional manner, trying to. Bat uss tym ki hai jab mai 12th me padhta tha. Mere pas uska no. Nai tha. Humlog kaafi ache frnd the. Humlog 12 th ranchi se kiye. Dono ki dosti itni achi thi ki mai uska ghar kabi bhi aana jana kar sakta tha. Uske mumy papa mujhe kafi mante the. Uss tym tak sirf frndship hi thi.Ek din kya hua ki usne mujhe call kiya aur mere bare me pucha kaise ho aajkal ghar nai aate? Bat nai karte itna din se. Mai usse bataya mai aajkal thoda busy hun ghar ke jam se isliye bat nai kar pata tere se. Phir.