”& then she took my hands & put it on her breast.”she then said,”oh! Nikhil just feel the heat on my breasts,my nipples are erect.it needs to be...sucked & careesed,please don,t dissapoint me nikhil,have fun”i couldn’t control myself & said”if u want it i will do it for u anita.“she got excited & said “then what r u waiting for,this body is yo! Ur slave now.”we then held each other tightly in the arms & began to kiss passionately.we kissed for 10-15 minutes then she said,”nikhil,make me. Then, counting on my parents' usual benign neglect, I said casually, "I start shooting for the yearbook today."Mother carried dishes to the sink. "Don't you already take photos for the school paper?" Uh, yeah, but that's only maybe three days a month." What about sports? What about football?" my father asked from behind the paper (even a city our size had morning and evening newspapers back then).But after trying to please my father through a Junior football season with my face mostly shoved . One more deep thrust and she could feel my hot load shooting into her. I could sense it unloading into her hot body as well. She could feel my bulging cock throbbing with each load of ejaculate. I shot with such pressure; it felt like I was pouring directly into her uterus. I could feel her contractions milking every drop. She was still having mini spasms and contractions ten minutes later. I didn’t want her to get off. Those little contractions felt nice. Finally we parted and bably got down. Rob and I both fancied Steve and he fancied both of us. We regularly played with each other while we looked at the photos and videos Steve had made for us where we saw him tributing both of us. In addition both Rob and I wanked ourselves privately without the other one knowing although we both admitted it afterwards.We knew that Steve was going to Amsterdam one weekend for work and we found out which hotel he was staying in and without him knowing booked a room ourselves there.Strolling round.