29-07-2026, 02:22 PM
Licking Neeru's unwashed body...
Neeru stuck out tongue. I took his tongue, stained a deep, vivid red from paan - between my lips and sucked on it vigorously, like a thirsty woman savoring honey. His hot, sticky tongue was inside my mouth, and I sucked on it with all my might; at times I would wrap my tongue around his and at others, I would thrust it deep into his mouth to lick his gums. Jointly crafted by Maitri and Funlover.
After sucking on his tongue, I moved my mouth toward his throat. It was still slick with sweat, and the sour, masculine odor filled my nostrils. Ignoring the stench of Neeru's unwashed body, I began to kiss his neck. His salty sweat coated my lips and slowly dissolved in my mouth.
I darted my tongue out and began licking his grimy, dark neck with eager strokes, as if drinking his sweat like honey. My soft, pink tongue slid repeatedly over his rough, sweat-drenched neck. I licked every inch of it, from top to bottom, then bottom to top, as the salty, briny taste filled my mouth.
I tilted Neeru's face upward and began licking his neck from below. The grime, sweat, and masculine musk were entering my mouth, yet I felt a strange, intoxicating high. I kept licking his like a madwoman.
Slowly, I moved down to Neeru's chest. I began kissing his dark, unwashed, hairy chest with my delicate pink lips. Then, I licked his thick, dark nipple. It had a peculiar taste, salty, slightly sour, and funky. Then, I took it between my lips and began sucking vigorously, nibbling gently with my teeth while swirling my tongue around it.
There was a strange taste and a sense of revulsion, yet I didn't seem to care at all. I was licking Neeru’s nipple and the dark skin of his chest surrounding it. My saliva spread across his chest, making his dark skin glisten. Product of Maitri.
Neeru raised both his arms and rested them against the back of the sofa.
As I looked up, his armpits were fully exposed to me. They were filled with thick, black tufts of hair matted with foul-smelling sweat. Sweat had pooled there; the odor was pungent, and the area looked completely wet and sticky.
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Still more to come friends...............
Awaited your responses over these episodes.
As usual Maitri Patel wishes you JAY BHARAT.
Neeru stuck out tongue. I took his tongue, stained a deep, vivid red from paan - between my lips and sucked on it vigorously, like a thirsty woman savoring honey. His hot, sticky tongue was inside my mouth, and I sucked on it with all my might; at times I would wrap my tongue around his and at others, I would thrust it deep into his mouth to lick his gums. Jointly crafted by Maitri and Funlover.
After sucking on his tongue, I moved my mouth toward his throat. It was still slick with sweat, and the sour, masculine odor filled my nostrils. Ignoring the stench of Neeru's unwashed body, I began to kiss his neck. His salty sweat coated my lips and slowly dissolved in my mouth.
I darted my tongue out and began licking his grimy, dark neck with eager strokes, as if drinking his sweat like honey. My soft, pink tongue slid repeatedly over his rough, sweat-drenched neck. I licked every inch of it, from top to bottom, then bottom to top, as the salty, briny taste filled my mouth.
I tilted Neeru's face upward and began licking his neck from below. The grime, sweat, and masculine musk were entering my mouth, yet I felt a strange, intoxicating high. I kept licking his like a madwoman.
Slowly, I moved down to Neeru's chest. I began kissing his dark, unwashed, hairy chest with my delicate pink lips. Then, I licked his thick, dark nipple. It had a peculiar taste, salty, slightly sour, and funky. Then, I took it between my lips and began sucking vigorously, nibbling gently with my teeth while swirling my tongue around it.
There was a strange taste and a sense of revulsion, yet I didn't seem to care at all. I was licking Neeru’s nipple and the dark skin of his chest surrounding it. My saliva spread across his chest, making his dark skin glisten. Product of Maitri.
Neeru raised both his arms and rested them against the back of the sofa.
As I looked up, his armpits were fully exposed to me. They were filled with thick, black tufts of hair matted with foul-smelling sweat. Sweat had pooled there; the odor was pungent, and the area looked completely wet and sticky.
****************************************************************.
Still more to come friends...............
Awaited your responses over these episodes.
As usual Maitri Patel wishes you JAY BHARAT.
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