”I focused on Greta and Michael. He was right; they were walking. I didn’t recognize the stretch of road they followed, however. They could be any...where.I returned to here and studied Chloe’s face. Her eyes bulged with the effort to breath. She looked at me and shook her head. It wasn’t much, but it was enough for me to understand that she didn’t want me to agree.Then I hear someone scream, “What the hell?”I turn to see Lisa running toward me. She stopped next to me, taking in the ludicrous. .K-kya hua muh kyu khul gaya tumara pehle ye sab dekha nai h kyaM-dekha to h lekin ese dekhunga ye kabhi socha nai tha…Usne muje pehle anadar bulaya nimbu paani pilaya for energy..jab wo kitchen me gayi mene turant usko piche se daboch liya…wo ghabhra ka boli…abhi time h chhodo muje..mene kaha me ek second bhi waste nai karna chahta..wo piche mudi or boli..3ghante hai hamare paas…Fir mene usko kiss di or apni baanho me utha liya or bedroom me le gaya fir uski body pe kiss karne laga lick karne. I now knew I had been doing things wrong my whole life. Always holding off cumming assuming that meant the end of sex, when in fact it was just the beginning. But the question was, how do I keep her from knowing what my new found fetish is? It didn't take long before she was on to me. Over our next few fucks, I began putting more and more loads into her between licks. If she had assumed the extra wetness was due to our 3 month break before, that was no longer the case. So she clearly noted the. She gurgled some responses before yelling out, "fuck, fuck, fuck" in rapid succession followed by "FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!" Her orgasms hit her hard and she spasm-ed like few women I had known or seen in porn. I held on and licked for as long as I could before she finally twisted away.I sat back and looked at her, knowing my face must be a glistening mess from all her juices. I was somewhat flaccid and sat back on the chair I was sitting in before and stroking myself as I looked at her huddled.