09-03-2019, 12:07 PM
I tongued her. Once. Twice. I felt her fingers tighten and dig into head. I asked her, "How can Karan not want this....!"
She answered with a thrust upward of her hips. "Faster, Shyam!" she whispered.
"Look at yourself first" I demanded. She looked. She saw herself lain back. Her love Shyam with his head between her legs. Her lips open as she struggled with the heavy breathing. Her breasts covered by his kneading fingers.
"Your fingers are in the wrong place," she said. Her hand caught my hand and she pushed my hand down. She took it between her legs and she left my hand when it got there. I knew what she wanted. But I was not going to give it so easily. I let my hand be. She hadn't taken it the full distance.
She grabbed my hand impatiently now. She held my fingers and she brought it to her pussy and let my fingers touch the wet open flesh. Those lovely fingers of hers. I kissed them licked them while they were there on the brief visit. I tried to suck her fingers into my mouth but her hands fled to my head pushing me down, now that the mission of getting my fingers into her pussy was over.
I licked with my tongue while my finger slid in and out.
"Shyam, look at us!" she moaned, newly converted to the mirror display. I had never had her reach the peak of her desires so quickly.
"Baby, are you so turned on by what you see in the mirror?" I asked while rapidly slurping and licking.
"Oh, yes, Shyam! We look so lovely! Ah! Yessssssssssss, suck me, lick me..... see how your head is bobbing up and down between my legs......! And my hands on you, urging you on.........!" she babbled. Her open deep throated moans now began. A deep gurgling sound combined with the moan of passion. "Awwwwwwwwhhhhhhhh! Yes aaaaaaaaaah!"
"Faster, faster Shyam. Take me there. Take me. Just you and I baby! Oh yes......... aaawwwwhhh, do me. Take me. Fuck me. Fuck me with your fingers. Faster, faster, faster........!" she screamed.
She squirted. Once. I pressed my fingers into the walls of her womb deep inside. She squirted once more. The gush soaked me.
"Ohhhhhhh! Aahhhhhhh! Look at meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! See us! Oh my gaaaaawwwwwwd... I am ........... I ..... Shyam......... aaah!" she shuddered. Her hips bucked and thrashed uncontrollably.
I kept flicking the clit, wanting more and more. Wanting more of her pleasure..... her hands on my shoulders and her nails dug in. she held me there. Twitching. She was readying to push me away I knew it. But she didn't want to miss even one lick or tap of my tongue that she could take.
She took one, two three flicks. And then she pushed me away and closed her thighs. I moved up to hug her – the intensity of that hug just after she cums is amazing. She clung to me. Looked into my eyes. And her eyes wandered to the image in the mirror. I looked and our eyes caught each other in the mirror. Her hair in complete disarray. My face wet with her juices, now getting smeared on her shoulder and cheek.
my eyes took in the sight of us pressed together. In an awkward angle on that table against the wall. Wetness everywhere. Her hands on my hips rubbing me. In the mirror I saw that hand move away from my hip and between my legs. I couldn't see the hand now that it was between my legs, and I could feel her small hand on my cock. She gave me a saucy smile and undid the buttons. Her hands reached in and grabbed my cock. I stood up bursting with desire.
"Look there, Shyam!" she said. It was her turn now. "look at my hands on your cock. See how it looks. Large. Large for my small hand. But I can take as much of you as there is to take. We are made to fit each other. Fully."
She wiggled her hips forward to bring herself to the edge of the table. This was new. We had not ever done this before, and I didn't think it possible even though I had seen it in quite a few movies.
She answered with a thrust upward of her hips. "Faster, Shyam!" she whispered.
"Look at yourself first" I demanded. She looked. She saw herself lain back. Her love Shyam with his head between her legs. Her lips open as she struggled with the heavy breathing. Her breasts covered by his kneading fingers.
"Your fingers are in the wrong place," she said. Her hand caught my hand and she pushed my hand down. She took it between her legs and she left my hand when it got there. I knew what she wanted. But I was not going to give it so easily. I let my hand be. She hadn't taken it the full distance.
She grabbed my hand impatiently now. She held my fingers and she brought it to her pussy and let my fingers touch the wet open flesh. Those lovely fingers of hers. I kissed them licked them while they were there on the brief visit. I tried to suck her fingers into my mouth but her hands fled to my head pushing me down, now that the mission of getting my fingers into her pussy was over.
I licked with my tongue while my finger slid in and out.
"Shyam, look at us!" she moaned, newly converted to the mirror display. I had never had her reach the peak of her desires so quickly.
"Baby, are you so turned on by what you see in the mirror?" I asked while rapidly slurping and licking.
"Oh, yes, Shyam! We look so lovely! Ah! Yessssssssssss, suck me, lick me..... see how your head is bobbing up and down between my legs......! And my hands on you, urging you on.........!" she babbled. Her open deep throated moans now began. A deep gurgling sound combined with the moan of passion. "Awwwwwwwwhhhhhhhh! Yes aaaaaaaaaah!"
"Faster, faster Shyam. Take me there. Take me. Just you and I baby! Oh yes......... aaawwwwhhh, do me. Take me. Fuck me. Fuck me with your fingers. Faster, faster, faster........!" she screamed.
She squirted. Once. I pressed my fingers into the walls of her womb deep inside. She squirted once more. The gush soaked me.
"Ohhhhhhh! Aahhhhhhh! Look at meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! See us! Oh my gaaaaawwwwwwd... I am ........... I ..... Shyam......... aaah!" she shuddered. Her hips bucked and thrashed uncontrollably.
I kept flicking the clit, wanting more and more. Wanting more of her pleasure..... her hands on my shoulders and her nails dug in. she held me there. Twitching. She was readying to push me away I knew it. But she didn't want to miss even one lick or tap of my tongue that she could take.
She took one, two three flicks. And then she pushed me away and closed her thighs. I moved up to hug her – the intensity of that hug just after she cums is amazing. She clung to me. Looked into my eyes. And her eyes wandered to the image in the mirror. I looked and our eyes caught each other in the mirror. Her hair in complete disarray. My face wet with her juices, now getting smeared on her shoulder and cheek.
my eyes took in the sight of us pressed together. In an awkward angle on that table against the wall. Wetness everywhere. Her hands on my hips rubbing me. In the mirror I saw that hand move away from my hip and between my legs. I couldn't see the hand now that it was between my legs, and I could feel her small hand on my cock. She gave me a saucy smile and undid the buttons. Her hands reached in and grabbed my cock. I stood up bursting with desire.
"Look there, Shyam!" she said. It was her turn now. "look at my hands on your cock. See how it looks. Large. Large for my small hand. But I can take as much of you as there is to take. We are made to fit each other. Fully."
She wiggled her hips forward to bring herself to the edge of the table. This was new. We had not ever done this before, and I didn't think it possible even though I had seen it in quite a few movies.
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