Wanita got up and sat behind Bridget. She played with her breasts while she gave me a blow job. I could tell that Wanita was very jealous of her givin...g me a blow job. She wanted her hands all over Bridget. I really wanted to taste her sweet pussy. I was hoping she’d ride my face while Bridget rode me cowgirl. I was hoping that’s what would happen. I was enjoying the blow job Bridget was giving to me. Her mouth was so warm while she moved her mouth up and down my shaft. “Wanita, why don’t you. Aunty ko mainey ek smile pass ki aur akhon akhon meinits ok keh diya. Mom dad ko gaye bhi 10 din ho cukey they mainey bhi socha abhi khana khaney ka koi aur optiojBhi nahin hai. 3-4 din baad main jaan bhuj kar usi time aaya. But iss time darvaja latcehd tha. Mainey door knock kiya. Aunty ne darvaja khola, darvaja khlotye hi mainey poocha aunty busy toh nahin they. Aunty n ebola nahin aao andar aao. Main andar chala gya. Tabhi unka doggy bhi aunty ke aap sap chakkar katney lga. Mainey kha aunty. You look up at my cock and you know that you'd like nothing more than to wrap your lips around it. Oh, how you should like to taste me again, to please me, to show me all the ways in which you have improved. How you would like to make me explode in your mouth for the pure satisfaction of having done so. How you should gladly trade your right to speak, to protest, to articulate enjoyment if only it will please me.Yes, you are mine. Fully and devoted. I stop you just before I hit my climax,. I rubbed and rubbed, eventuallygasping for air and trembling with delight, so overcome was I by mypleasuring of myself. Finally, I cried out "Mon Dieu!" as I felt a sortof release. As I lay there catching my breath, I considered thisincredible experience. I felt sort of moist in my sex but, of course, Ididn't shoot a fluid or my seed at climax as I did when I was Antoine.And as my heart finally stopped racing I considered something else aboutit. It felt better than when I'd pleasured myself.