I was now rubbing my dick on her hand…now i couldn’t study anymore and switched off the lights and slept she lifted her hands herself which proved... that she was not sleeping so i got the grren signal and slept hugging her…i placed my hand on her bare belly and pressed her a little she gave out a sigh and told”your study over?” in a very sexy voice. me:”hmm,study of books are over…now would like to study you” tanu:”who stopped you?” Saying this she put her lips on mine and the smooch lasted for. Or rather, touch them, caress them and touch my nipples. I wanted a bit more intimacy. So... I flat-out asked him to massage my boobs. I guess touching my body for a bit like he had, had put him in some sort of mode where I could pretty much ask anything of him, and so he put his hands on my boobs and started squishing them. And that is when things progressed into territory I had hoped for some time. From just massaging them came touching, teasing and squeezing the nipples. I started moaning. Ab jhaadne ke baad uske reaction kuch relax ho gaye fir maine apni underwear nikal kar mera lund uski moon main de diya filhaal toh pehale pehale nahi bol rahi thi toh main uski chut apni mooh se chatne laga tab woh halke se mere lund ki kiss karne lagi toh iss dauran hum 69 ki position main 15 min tak chumachati kar rahe the baad main ab usse bhi nahi seh raha tha woh bol rahi thi ” jal di se apna lund daal doh meri fuddi ( chut )main “Toh mene apne lund ko parashut tel lagake cleanchat kar. Home to the gluttons, hoarders and the selfish if memory served her well. Reputable to be the brightest part of hell as its inhabitants were constantly bombarded with showers of rain, hail and snow made of fire and lava. Souls that screamed here could be heard all the way up at limbo. But today, not a sound was made. ‘Holy sh-..’ ‘Don’t start. Not with me here.’ ‘Sorry. I am, really. But… What the actual fuck happened here? Where is everyone? Where’s the rain?’ Her view spanned to the horizon,.