It is only then that you speak. You tell me you have been wearing those while masturbating and ask me if I can taste you. I mumble that I can. You ask... if I like the taste. You know I do. You know that just thinking of your creamy pussy makes me crazy with desire. You slide into the bed and begin kissing my neck, your breasts rub against me, your thighs rubbing mine. It feels so good. You work your way down to kiss my chest, stopping to very gently suck my nipples. You know how sensitive they. Her squirming gets more frenzied and her hands grab my head, trying to push me down onto her sex. I have other ideas – I get up, remove the bottle from the ice bucket and pour more Champagne over her sweet looking pussy. “Oooh yeah, that’s so good.” she gasps appreciatively. I pick up a cube of ice and return between her legs. I languidly lick her pussy using slow deliberate strokes, opening her up and sticking my tongue in as far as it will go, she tastes amazing. I stimulate her clit using. I held my breath for a few seconds. My cock was rising. To make things worse she was wearing a white bra which was pretty visible through her black blouse and I could make out the curves it made. My cock was now rock hard. I finished lunch and went back to my room. I was on my bed the thoughts of Shaila and Mrs. Ahuja on my mind my cock rock hard making a tent in my shorts. I was just contemplating of going to the shower and wanking off when Mrs. Ahuja came into my room carrying some. Akash uth khada hua. Peeche se Neetu ko apni banho mein bhar kar bola: Aysa to nahi hai ki bass us par haawi hai. Ye kahta hua Akash Neetu ke boobs ko daboch mujhe aur Amit ko dikhata hua dabane laga.Neetu: Ah, to ye hai tum dono ke mann mein?Akash: Aisa to nahi hai ki tumhe pata nahi.Mere nipple ko Amit pakad nichodta hua bola: Aur na hi tumhe.Main: Issss, Amit, mmm, ye to kuch zyada hi ho jayega.Neetu: Haan, pati bankar club jaane ki baat hui thi, ye sab nahi.Amit mujhe apni baanh mein kasta.