Our bodies moved and danced as one Prakruti and Purusha as the scriptures call. Every her upward motion was allowing me to fondle her full breasts, sq...ueeze the purple nipples and every downward movement we were sealing our mouths. I could feel Laya having her orgasms repeatedly a dozen times and finally the girl was tiered. Pushing her down me mounted on her going down easily. When I climaxed directly in to her cervix, I looked at time, which showed seven in morning. We lay tiered and. He reached out for my dick and complemented me on my size—my eight inch dick frequently gets admired. Bending down, he took me into his mouth as I unbuckled my jeans and pushed them down to my knees. He played with my balls gently as he sucked for a while before standing back up. I could see that he was actually shaking with excitement from our al fresco, mutual blow jobs. I returned to his dick and went back to work on it. This time I undid the button on his jeans as I was blowing him in order. You breathing heavily and being light headed from the desire, just mere moments from your orgasm, I pull away trying to keep myself from climaxing. You push your body back against mine, not wanting me to stop. You let out a slight whimper, not knowing how close I was to cumming through you. So we continue to the bed, and desire takes over. I lay you on the bed climbing on top of you, kissing you as if it were our last. Then I slowly crawl down your delicious body all while inhaling your scent.. She turned from him, placed her hands on the tiled wall, spread her legs and leaned forward, her wet hair plastered to her head. She looked over her shoulder to him, her face smiling, her eyes half closed with lust. “No, Sandro, I can’t wait, fuck me now.” Her pent up arousal from the middle-of-the-night fucking and her not climaxing had to be released, and his playing with her pussy as he shaved her had made it even worse. She was aching to feel him inside her!Sandro knelt behind her, spread.