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They smiled at each other. She stood with Dyson still inside her pussy. She climbed onto the sofa, set a foot on each side of his hips, and brought her pussy to his face. He pulled Dyson out of her.

She bent her knees and sat her pussy on his mouth. Both hands took his hair.




“Eat me now.”

His tongue came out and stayed broad. She rolled her hips and dragged her pussy across it. Her lips opened over his mouth. Her clit caught his upper lip and she made a raw sound, not a word.

Each drop ended in a slap of her on his lips. When she rose, his tongue left her hole with a sticky sound. A shine sat on his mouth. Her taste was sharp. It turned thick and ran over his chin onto his shirt.



“Haah. Stay. Cathy is fucking you.”

“Take him,” he said into her clit, and the words buzzed there.

She held his head and drove her hole onto his tongue, so deep the tongue had to bend inside her. His cock strained in his pants.



Her thighs shook against his ears. She shoved her pussy hard onto his face and came. It spilled over his lip and down his chin. She kept his hair.

“Again. Haah.”



She lifted an inch. He gasped. She sat before the gasp finished, and she put more of her weight on his mouth. His nose went into her and his air stopped. She felt the fight in his neck and rose just enough for one breath, then sat hard again.



She sawed her clit along the flat of his tongue. Then she dropped. The tongue went deep. She rolled her hips so it pressed one side of her and then the other.

“Nh. There. Do not help.”

He groaned. The groan went up into her.

“That sound. Again.”



He groaned into her clit. She came a second time and ground through it. Her hole clenched on his tongue.

“Eat,” she said. “Haah. Tyson said eat. So eat.”

He opened his mouth wider. Her pussy mashed to his face, his tongue deep, her clit on his lip. The third one took her hard.



She stayed down. His tongue was still inside her, and her pussy rested on his mouth while she shook.





She climbed down. He pushed her clear of the sofa and went into her bathroom.

She took her time walking to her room. The bathroom door was shut and locked. He was still inside. She put on a petticoat and went to cook lunch.

The afternoon passed like any other day. When he stood to leave, he opened his arms for the goodbye kiss.

She caught the petticoat and raised it to her waist. She lifted one leg and held the knee high.

“Kiss Cathy instead. She misses you more.”

He knelt on the floor. The raised leg opened her, and he kissed her pussy. Then he ate. His tongue pushed into her.





His lips worked her clit. She heard his mouth on her. She kept one hand in his hair. Her standing leg buckled. He held her hip and stayed on his knees, eating her until she had that leg under her again.



Praveen had settled the price with the broker. He had told the broker about Isha’s surprise for Rohan, and asked him to act accordingly.

That evening she and Rohan went to the building again. The broker was not there yet. They walked the floors. Rohan unfolded a plan he had drawn, ruled and lettered the way he drew at work, the rooms she had asked for, and guest rooms for the parents.

“Can we book this place already,” he said.

“We will soon.”

“Any update from Praveen.”

“The documents are good. He is asking for the price.”

“Isn’t it already a good price.”

“This is why you are not negotiating. We are signing a lock agreement today.”

“Without an advance.”

“Ten thousand is good. Our broker trusts Praveen. He will lock this for us for at least a month.”

“Good. Are you still planning to come to my home for the weekend.”

“Everyone there is fine.”

“Yes. Absolutely.”

“I am thinking of staying the full week. You do not mind.”

“I have to come back. I will miss you here. My mom will love it.”

The broker came through the gate. Isha handed him a cover.

“Praveen asked me to give you this.”