22-01-2020, 12:38 PM
How I had wanted to turn around and suck him dry, but in this situation I could do nothing but watch him slide out. It felt like my hole had been widened beyond its natural girth. I could feel his spunk oozing out of my hole and I stuffed the panty into my hole to stop this flow.
I put my right hand between my legs and held his sticky pole in my hand feeling the slimy ball of the head of his penis. It was still very turgid. As a passing out gesture I tried to slide my fingers over his deflating pole. I waited in this position and then straightened out on my seat with the panty still stuffed in my hole. Jeet had now pulled his legs back to his regular position and had stuffed his monster in his loose shorts. I was wondering that when he got down and had a stand it would be very difficult for him to hide it. But that would come later.
I again put my hand on the rear seat, as though nothing had happened and rested my head on the seat with my right arm as a pillow. The night was still dark and much distance was yet to be travelled. No word had been spoken. Again a bout of sleep took over me; but this time there was a pain topped with a lot of pleasure in my honey pot. Jeet's honey had filled out my pot. I was feeling stuffed with the panty as a leakage block. I had loved the way I was pinned on his thick cock even after a strong bout.
My hand slid over the seat and dangled behind the seat. It must have brushed against the sleeping Puja, waking her up. Something sucking on my fingers woke me up. I slowly peeped over the seat to find Puja sucking on my fingers putting them in & out slowly & erotically. I froze, because she must definitely have felt Jeet on my finger tips. I kept quite. Then she slowly took my hand and led it to her milk filled breasts, putting her own fingers over mine and pressing them onto her boobs. I could feel her wriggling enjoying the feel of fingers on her tits. In turn I could feel her milk oozing out as her breasts turned taut & excited. I allowed it to go on. Later after she had got both her boobs pressed and nipples tweaked & pulled, she slowly let my hand drop to its original position. She must either been really missing sex or she must have been a lesbian.
The rest of the journey was uneventful. After about three hours, as the first rays of the sun lighted the sky, we reached Jeet's place. Since they stayed alone, Jeet & Puja were adamant that we have breakfast before we went home. But finally we agreed to freshen up and have a cup of tea. By now my son was fully awake but cranky. We decided to finish our morning ablutions at their place & then leave.
I put my right hand between my legs and held his sticky pole in my hand feeling the slimy ball of the head of his penis. It was still very turgid. As a passing out gesture I tried to slide my fingers over his deflating pole. I waited in this position and then straightened out on my seat with the panty still stuffed in my hole. Jeet had now pulled his legs back to his regular position and had stuffed his monster in his loose shorts. I was wondering that when he got down and had a stand it would be very difficult for him to hide it. But that would come later.
I again put my hand on the rear seat, as though nothing had happened and rested my head on the seat with my right arm as a pillow. The night was still dark and much distance was yet to be travelled. No word had been spoken. Again a bout of sleep took over me; but this time there was a pain topped with a lot of pleasure in my honey pot. Jeet's honey had filled out my pot. I was feeling stuffed with the panty as a leakage block. I had loved the way I was pinned on his thick cock even after a strong bout.
My hand slid over the seat and dangled behind the seat. It must have brushed against the sleeping Puja, waking her up. Something sucking on my fingers woke me up. I slowly peeped over the seat to find Puja sucking on my fingers putting them in & out slowly & erotically. I froze, because she must definitely have felt Jeet on my finger tips. I kept quite. Then she slowly took my hand and led it to her milk filled breasts, putting her own fingers over mine and pressing them onto her boobs. I could feel her wriggling enjoying the feel of fingers on her tits. In turn I could feel her milk oozing out as her breasts turned taut & excited. I allowed it to go on. Later after she had got both her boobs pressed and nipples tweaked & pulled, she slowly let my hand drop to its original position. She must either been really missing sex or she must have been a lesbian.
The rest of the journey was uneventful. After about three hours, as the first rays of the sun lighted the sky, we reached Jeet's place. Since they stayed alone, Jeet & Puja were adamant that we have breakfast before we went home. But finally we agreed to freshen up and have a cup of tea. By now my son was fully awake but cranky. We decided to finish our morning ablutions at their place & then leave.