“Oh yeah, baby. That’s it.” Obi's fingers slowed over my breasts, caressing my sensitive nubs gently as my orgasm subsided.I closed my eyes and ...relaxed back against him, letting my body slowly come back to earth. Obi kissed my forehead and smiled against me. His hand was on the move again, this time slowly sliding down my stomach. “Know what I want now? I want to see how wet you are. I want to taste that cum, baby.” His hand reached the top of my pants. With a deft hand, he had them unhooked. “Duck and Cover!” yelled Ronald and both boys dived under the coffee table, laughing and pushing one another back into the fallout.Well, Susan realized, perhaps they’re not totally past the roughhouse stage.The boys were into another stage as well, she recognized, your son becoming intrigued with sex being a never-ending topic at Coffee Club. Best to let him figure things out at his own pace.Bearing with your neighbor boy is different, she thought, where you’re just another female about which. Her hair flew everywhere, as she became a living whirlwind of body movement. There was no comparison to my type of dancing; for one, we listen to different types of music, but the main reason was she was a goddess. There was no other explanation. Her body was in complete sync with it."Beautiful," I said, my eyes never leaving her.She must have heard me, because she suddenly stopped and her whole body turned red. She shyly looked away, and her right hand went to try and cover her face. Her. Ankita examined it for a while and asked Pallavi to bring some oil. Pallavi went into kitchen to bring oil and Ankita lifted my dick and placed her mouth on the zip to unhook my dick from zip. My dick brushed her cheeks and i was getting hard on once again. She did it quite easily and my dick got free. Pallavi came into room and Ankita said that the problem was solved and asked her to apply some oil to the zip. Pallavi thanked for her help and asked how it came. As i was going to tell what.