Coffee in her hand she finally walks over – I stand up smiling and politely greet her. Conscious and hoping she likes me I give her a peck on the ch...eek and this weird hug thing people do when they meet the first time. How very manly and macho….haha.We chat normally for a bit as if we were friends. Mundane yet interesting stuff like how we are, anything interesting happening to us lately….well, it appears something interesting is happening. You see, we’ve met on the understanding that if we both. She could make it feel as if she was milking every drop of sperm from my cock and it pulsed my load deep inside her.I was almost in as much of a hurry to feel her cum for me as she had been earlier in the living room. I pushed her legs apart and clamped my lips on her hard sensitive clitoris. I licked, kissed and sucked her clitoris with fervent passion. I wanted her to explode her female jism into my mouth with such power and lust as she had never before experienced. Our sexual session this. Aur woh us bare mein kafi khul kar baat karti hai mujhse. Ek mard hun to mujhe sex to pasand hi hoga aur iss karan hamari sex life kafi achchi chalti hai.Main apne chehre par sharam aur danto se nichle honto ko kaat boli: Jaise ki… kis tarah ki baate woh kar leti hai tumse, bataona.Tushaar: Jaise ki… khoob sari kisse hote hai.Main: Hmm, koi ek kissa aisa bataona jo shayad tumhe lage main bilkul nahi jaanti.Tushaar: Hmmm… ok… kabhi… anal sex ke bare mein jaani ho?Main bilkul anjaan banti hui. She wraps her legs around my waist as I pin her wrists over her head with one hand. “Sorry, love… You’re not allowed to touch your little cock. I want you to cum from my dick in your ass.” She squirms and writhes, trying to free her hands to no avail. She looks up into my eyes as sweat rolls down from her brow. The way she looks, with the mess of short black hair all disheveled, her caramel skin all covered in sweat, expression filled with pleasure, lust, shame, humiliation and a bunch of other.