Continued from part 3…
I am devoid of clothing and she’s almost milked my balls… she was careful enough not to make me cum!
I bring her up and we start kissing while her boobs are smashed up against my chest… remember it’s Bangalore but the heat is up due to our frantic mingling … our body juices mixing and creating an erotic fragrance that shouted – fuck me! I could feel our skins clinging on.
I now focused my palms on her hips (she’s on top of me)… and they’re exploring the curves and figuring how round are they. I get a little bolder and and take my hands inside her knickers… and I could feel the cotton panties stuck to her bums… the hands wander further … they touch the skin. She is very accommodating and knows that the shorts are basically hot pants and thanks to her heavy thighs and basically very difficult for me to manoeuvre my hands.
She lifts her chest and waist up and I saw it as an opportunity to suck on those boobs again… madam takes my hand and places it on her knickers button. The invitation was enough – I had to literally peel them them while feasting on her jugs…. As soon they were off… I took my dip stick check and yes – she’s wet too.