Maine blush kia aur use thanks bola then humne apni normal practice khatam ki aur baaki log chale gaye. Fir jese hi hum apni practice shuru krne hi va...le he to aakash bola ki if you don’t mind kya hum practice k lie mere ghar chale kyuki auditorium around 5.30 band kar denge. Mere pass koi option nahi tha to mene okay bola. Tab usne apni bike nikaali aur hum uske ghar jaane lage to vo jaan kar achanak se break maar rha tha aur mere boobs baar baar ki back pr touch ho rhe the aur vo enjoy kar rha. Or fir mene dba k uski pith ko sahlaya to fir wo boli aaram se. Fir mere hath uski bra ki trf gye to mene kaha huk kholdu ni to oil lg jayega? Wo boli ok. Or mene huk khol k uski pith jo dbaya fir wo boli aram se yar. Wo ankh band kre leti hui or me bola mene ankh band kr liya h aap lowr bhi nikal dijiye. Tb wo hans k boli are yar nikalo tumhi. Mene uski lowr aram se nikala ab wo khuli bra or penty me ulti leti thi. Mera to lund tight hi hota ja raha tha. Mene oil uski jangh pe lgaya or masalne. I must have drifted off to sleep eventually, but now I was wide awake again, trying to make sense of my dream. Why did Fiona's revelations leave me in this state of utter confusion? True, she had talked about things which I had so far only known from hearsay. I didn't know anybody who would actually do these things. Fiona's story had turned my knowledge of these practices much more immediate, much closer to home. Too close for comfort, it seemed. How else could I explain the impact her story. I felt him squirm and I loved it. I used my lips and my tongue as I moved up and down on his shaft. His cock throbbed and seemed to dance for me. I ended at the tip and slipped my mouth over to capture the tip. I sucked just the tip for a few seconds, running my tongue over the opening and around the ridge. Then slowly I lowered my mouth onto his shaft and took in all the way to the base. I felt the hairs tickle my nose. I felt him arch his pelvis and I knew he wanted me to really suck him off..