My handinstantly go to the skirt to keep it from flipping upwards and showing mydick. My hands stay there to keep my dick from standing up and lifting...he skirt. I'm close to exposed and I'm getting turned on."You wore panties home, didn't you?" she smiles."Yeah..." I concede urgently."Put them on!" she orders."They're in the wash," I say regretfully.Yes. They are in the wash because I messed my panties. That's whathappens when I wear panties. I come in them. Aren't I special? Stopteasing. Her sphincter expertly massaged the bundle of nerves embedded within the crown of my dick.Unfortunately, for me, the past ten minutes of ass munching had overloaded my senses to the point where my aching nut sack desperately had to release its contents. I tried to prevent the inevitable by clenching my ass cheeks and stop the flow of cum that was making its way into my urethra. But it was already too late so I figured I’d just help it along by sliding the large crown of my dick in and out,. My face was in front of his dick. I started to just burry my face on his dick and balls. I thought not to use hands so that it would be interesting. After some time, I started licking the entire region.I had asked Balu to hold his shirt up so its not bothering me. As he was holding it up, I could see his navel region which was plumpy, deep and round like a girl. I also started licking his navel, alternating between both. After a round of licking, I took the balls in my mouth and was sucking it. The sexual energy in the room was intense. Then he asked me if I received his gift. I stood up, removed my pants, then my shirt to show him.I could see the appreciation in his eyes…and his pants. I let him get an eyeful of my ass, then slowly climbed into his lap.I loved feeling his hardness on my thigh and ass. I loved the way he gently but firmly took my head in his hands as he kissed me. I spread my legs wide so I could straddle him. I pressed my tiny dick still in the lacy material against.