" Akelta finished her phrase and purred, giggling softly, still in the afterglow of her intense orgasm. Khaal chuckles and leans down, still straddlin...g her thighs and pulsing, leaking member poking into her tummy. "And I love you," he replies, cupping her jawline and bringing her in for a deep, brief kiss. He leans up and looks over her form, scooting up so he is straddling her abdomen. Akelta's whole face turned red as she felt her mate's dripping length poke at her belly. "Ah...do you want. Bhabhi: Who was expecting the rain?I gave her a towel, and she took it with a shivering body. She asked me to close the door to avoid the coldness of the rain.Me: Look now, you’re all wet and shivering like anything. What would you do now?Bhabhi: (Shivering and looking into my eyes) What am I supposed to do?Me: Remove the saree and tie this lungi.She took the lungi, blushingly pinching my arm and went to the other side. While facing me, she started to remove the saree. She asked me, “What about. I swiftly removed his cock from his jeans, feeling it strain against the buttons. It was so hard, pulsing almost… I licked it, slid it in and out of my mouth, feeling my oral skills impaired from the vodka, and concentrated on working his cock into a frenzy. He pulled me up to kiss him, asking me to get on top of him for a while. I knew where this would lead and took a glance towards my friend who had a man with a sexy rugby player physique on top of her with her legs over his shoulders. I took. She's found out that being more dominant and teasing me turns me on, and I've learned to just let her do as she pleases in the bedroom. She sometimes gets a little mean, and apologizes, being wrapped up 'in the moment', but what she doesn't know is that turns me on even more. I'm a pretty big masochist, but I'm afraid if she finds out just how much she'll think less of me. She already knows I'm submissive, so it feels like something I shouldn't be worried about at all, yet here I am. I want to.