It was really hard and was slippery with his precum.After some time he pressed my head a bit more and lowered it down now my mouth was over his penis ...and the only thing which was in between was his trousers. He didn’t wore his underwear as he had an abdominal guard which he removed after practice. Then he quickly moved his trousers and his hard penis slapped my face during this process. It was the first time I was seeing a penis in real life that too so close it had its own smell and in. Maybe that’s a different kind of romance.I held off as long as I could. At least five minutes, dammit. Yes, I’m sure! I decided to see how she was doing.“You like…(pant) me fucking you?”“Shit yeah!” she panted.“Say it,” I commanded. “Say you love… you love me fucking your cunt.”“I love it!”“You love what?”“I love you fucking me! Goddammit!” she was practically screaming at this point.“Say it… say ‘cunt’.”“I don’t… like that word,” Mel complained.“Say it. This got me wondering again if maybe I was missing something, so I decided to try tasting my own jiz.However, after I came, this desire was no longer there, and I just wiped my sticky cum from my hand.I could never admit this sick fantasy to my wife, as I'm sure it would disgust her.Our relationship is really quite good, with lot's of sex, though it never gets too wild. No kinky stuff, she is very opposed to porn of any kind, so I could never show her books or pictures as a hint.Then one night. Are you gonna cum for me?”“Yes!”“Good girl. That’s it. Cum all over my fingers…” she encouraged as she fingered her to a toe-curling orgasm and ran her tongue over her breasts.“Oh Ratti…oh…yes…” Ezhil called out as she came but before she had time to recover, Ratti had her jeans and shoes off and was kneeling between her legs.“I have to taste you. I want to feel your clit against my tongue…” Ratti admitted, burying her head between her friend’s legs.“Oh yeah…eat me please…” Ezhil breathed as.