“I like the bow on my present,” I said as I took the sash off my shoulder. The look of anticipation in her eyes was delicious as I moved down her ...body. My hands finally touch her stockinged legs on either side of her calves with the sash stretched between. Lining up kisses starting on her thigh, just above her knee. My hands and lips rising at the same rate. Kissing the bare skin between knickers and stockings at the same time as my hands caress past the sides of her knees.The ribbon sliding. I can’t really control it when it gets hard.” Astonished, she said, “Really? You know, it’s soft and hard at the same time. That’s weird,” she said as she continued to stroke my rock hard member.I moved her hand away and said, “Yea, you really shouldn’t be touching me like that.” “Like what?” she asked. “You shouldn’t be touching my penis,” I said. “Why?,” she asked. “I’d let you touch mine if I had one. It’s no big deal.” I said, “But you don’t, so I can’t.” Then she said and did. Ena thaan panam kasu irunthaalum kuthiyai oothu thirupthi seiya vaika mudiya vilai endraal antha pen evalavu kasu vaithu irunthaalum aangalai paarthaal avargal udan ooka aasai paduvaargal.Naanum athu pola thaan intha ejamaaniyai oru muraiyavathu ooka vendum endru aasai paten.En vaazhnaalil ivalavu sexyaana pengalai naan oru murai kuda oothathu ilai, thota velai seiya varum pengalai thaan usar esithu oothu irukiren. Antha pengalai iya udanum ooka vitu irukiran, avargal panam vaangikondu iya udan. It's one of the large ones, thick, long, and round. Her hand barely encircles it. It's a novelty, something to give the excellent students, or the efficient secretary, or... the obedient husband.It is, apparently, my present. My heart nearly stops as I wonder if this terrible pleasure is about to end.She's never placed me here before. It's always me who is in control, my will that we explore. I shudder.She's moving again, raising her hips, bringing her pussy close to me. My mouth waters and I.