Main ne kahaa shaam tak bataa doonga. Phir main ghar lauta aayaa.Shaam ko Ramu ko sab kuchh jo Ritu didi ke saath huaa thaa useBataayaa.Voh bola yaar ...mujh se bhi use chudwaa do. Meri jaane kab se useChodne ki ichchha hai par koi tarkeeb samajh mein nahin aaee.Main ne batayaa ki ek hi shart par voh tumse chudwaane ko taiyyar hoSakti hain.Ramu ne poonchha voh kya?Shart yeh hai ki Ritu didi ke saamne tum mujh se apni gaand marwaaoge.Main ne kahaa ki unhon ne vaadaa kiyaa hai ki voh tum se bhi. He stopped stroking and just squeezed the head of his member in a pulsating sensation through the shiny pink panties. It was all too much for him at that moment and he took a deep breath, feeling it all coursing through him he clutched the cotton lined gusset of the panties over the head of his cock as his orgasm took control. He could feel his shaft pulsing and pumping out his cum into her soft panties as he held the fabric firmly in place over the top of his cock, allowing it to receive his. He used to come to my home in the evening because our moms were friends. We used to play hide and seek with young guys and girls in my street as there was no other entertainment available despite we were adults.One evening in the summer holidays which was a new moon, the streets were darker even in the street lights. I and my friend used to hide in the same place. That day my maid’s daughter Mathi (she was elder than me and my friend) came with us and we hid in a place that couldn’t be found. That slow, steady rhythm, circling and circling your clit. Your hips rocking as you try for more. My tongue with the same sweet pressure on your clit in those long slow circles.Your hands tied, your legs pinned apart, I watch you look to me then the camera then close as you give yourself to the pure ecstasy. Every inch of your body and mind focuses on the ripples of pleasure coming from your clit.You know it's coming when I release your leg and your body pauses, staying completely still. My.