A playful squeeze, pulling me closer, the kiss more intense and passionate. My cock squeezed between us, harder now.I reached for the soap. “No - me...first” she said firmly, with that direct look into my eyes again. She is taking the lead today. Soap rubbed suggestively between her hands, then hands caress my chest, my pierced nipples tweaked as she goes. I moan slightly, too soon? A sharp slap on my bum. “Your turn!”Lather worked up between my hands, I turn her around to face away from me.. She was like a vacuum, it was incredible.“Oh, damn…” I moaned, more loudly than I would have liked.“Enjoying yourself, Himanshu?” was the response from across the room. Just then, she stopped.“What’s the matter, baby?” I whispered, stroking her hair.“Himanshu bhavsar?” she asked meekly.“Yeah, it’s me,” I whispered, “but we’re not supposed to tell.”She was silent.“Who is this? Jyoti? Divya? I thought I recognized those lips…”What happened next would stain my memory for the rest of my life. Some. He comes back to my nipples and neck biting and sucking and maneuvers me around with back to him. He start licking my back and going lower towards my ass then spit in his hands again and fingers my ass again with it. Then he pauses and i look at him and he is puling out a very HARD VERY BIG DICK. I told him wait i don't fuck . He was confused like why not. I have never been fuck by a guy before in the ass. He was like let me be your first then. Hell no as big as that monster is. I really. I was sitting on my bed fully dressed when he knocked at my door. I said come in and he did and he asked me if I had gone through his drawer(the pot oh fuck) I couldn’t lie so I said yeah I was looking for aspirin, he laughed and said well that would explain a lot and walked out. He walked back in a minute later and sat on the bed next to me and said don’t be ashamed of what you were doing , everyone does it and you seemed to be enjoying it quite a bit so I’ll let you get back to it and smiled.
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