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You don’t want to cum yet! I relax against you, resting my head on your shoulder and waiting for my breathing to slow. You massage my back and shoulders and then run your fingers through my hair. I lift my head and smile at you. Oh God, how I love your eyes! I sigh contentedly and kiss you. I tease your lips with my tongue and you try to capture it with your teeth. You grab my head and pull my mouth tightly against yours, driving your tongue as far as it will reach. I suck on it, trying to pull you deeper. I pull back, my lips sliding to the tip of your tongue and then I suck it back into my mouth. You moan and your cock twitches inside me, demanding attention. I squeeze my muscles in long slow contractions around you. You move your hands to my ass and pull me hard against you, grinding into my cunt. I release your mouth and watch the intensity of your pleasure reflected in your face. You realize I’m watching you and you give me a wicked grin. I wonder what’s going through your mind.. I then texted her let’s meet. She didn’t reply for two weeks.I messaged her saying, I was sorry to ask her out knowing her family was very orthodox. She never replied, so I apologized and kept quiet. One day early in the morning she texted me saying, “Can I trust you?” I told her, “Trust cannot be proved, it is just a mutual understanding, everything that we have texted till date is just between me and you only. Sex is trust; I cannot tell you anything more than this.”She replied to me telling let’s meet. I told how you will come out of your house. She told me she will tell her dad that she is writing an exam in Mysore (a very close city to Bangalore) on Tuesday. Her college is taking her to write the exam in the college bus and will come back on Tuesday. When her father drops her off to college, she will come out with me.I told her I will book a hotel in Bangalore and well spend the night there. She replied, “No, not here. We will go to Mysore because her relatives are in Bangalore.
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I kept getting tremors myself at every new piece of territory that my mouth and tongue came across. First it was to smell your very own essence, that heady perfume that came from between your thighs as I buried my nose into the lower part of your bush. I inhaled first before I pushed my tongue out to part the lips of your sex. Again that gentle shiver that you gave when you felt the first probing of my tongue. Especially when it moved in between the lips of your sex. This alone, the first probing touch made your legs open even wider to give me greater access to the treasure trove that was there waiting for me to savour. Your legs were opened to their widest and I’m sure that your feet were on the tiles so as to give lift to your hips, for I suddenly found it easier to gain access to those lips that I was kissing and putting my tongue in between. ‘I’m going to have to use my fingers if you don’t help me,’ I said, looking up at your bemused expression as I tried sticking my.

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