I was gasping for air, struggling to get my breath. I laid there for a couple of minutes and then pushed my self back up to my knees. James recovering...from his orgasm, stood up, walked closer to me and said, "OK, now you can give me a blow job." I just had my mouth and throat ****d and now he was ready for a blow job!? I realized that even after he had just cum he was still fully hard. He looked down at me and said, I've always been this way. My cock likes a lot of attention, that's why I need. Is se pehle sex ke naam per maine apni cousin ke boobs pakde the ya fir ek insurance agent ke saath thoda sa oral kiya tha. Sab meri aankho ke saamne goom raha tha and mein usko touch karna chahta tha. I had to dare maine pehle apna haath apni thigs per rakha and zara sa haath uski thigs ko touch karwaya. She was sleeping. So maine aise hi haath aage badaya and fir haath wahi rakh ke sone laga. Socha is se aage baad mein koshish karoonga. Itne mein maine aankhe band kar li and same position. My hips seemed to have a life of their own, twitching against the incessant buzzing of the vibrator. I hoped nobody was watching that intently, and at the same time it was incredibly erotic to know that they could be and I had to keep control. It was one of those moments, those magic moments, just before you have an incredibly satisfying orgasm. Time seems to stop and you hang on the brink of release, and then, almost as spectator, you go over. And, just like that, it happened. I was. ” They were too far away to make out more than a man and woman mostly obscured by the bar, which you were now supporting yourself on. As I continued to play on your clit, you’d spread your legs further, offering yourself, offering me the easy access you craved. My finger continued dipping into your dripping box, smearing your juices, now pulling them up the crack of your ass, and lubing your light little rosebud with them. I could feel a shudder go through you at this, as I worked your juices.