Causing me to gag slightly....As you begin to slowly fuck my face...I hungrily lick and suck that dick... Every inch of it.... I reach up and grab you...r ass gently digging my nails in on both sides... Forcing you to go a little harder and faster.... You reach down a little further and wrap your hand around my throat... and with one stroke your gently force yourself all the way down my throat until tears form in my eyes.... Gently choking the air out of me... You abruptly pull out but your. She told me that you are the one person who might not let us have fun with Pratik and that you are too outspoken and would start making fun of us insteadMe: Hahaha. Poor Shruti. She has been at the end of many of my jokes :PShaily: hahahahaha. She told me a few and I too had big laugh on hearing themMe: You seem a close friend of Shruti, but I have never really seen you with herShaily: Yeah, we are good friends. Actually I was in the US for the last 5 years so probably that’s why you haven’t. “I won’t do it…” he murmured, looking away from her for a split second, but she merely tittered out a soft laugh.“Oh sweetie, you either do this or I tell mom that I keep catching you wearing my clothes, your choice?” She smirked.“O-okay, but, anything but this, please?” He asked, a pleading edge to his voice.“Nope, because giving head is icky, but if I don’t do it she’ll probably dump me and find a new squeeze to lavish with expensive gifts,” she smirked, looking up at him coyly, “soooo, she. “No, I have not. I mean, Ive done stuff before, but haven’t necessarily gone all the way. I don’t know if its bad luck or coincidence or I haven’t found ‘the one’ yet.” “Interesting.” She slowly lifted my hand and guided it to her breast, kneading it slowly. “How does this make you feel?” I just sat there silent, with a slight grin smacked across my face. She then started rub my now throbbing cock through my pants. “Oh, you seem to be a little excited.” “I think Im more than a little excited.”.