When you hold a woman’s legs apart and use your tongue and talents correctly, you may become a very popular lover indeed. Songs may be written about... you. Statues erected of your likeness. College dorms named after you. At the very least, you’ll have very few lonely nights. As one of the lovely gals in "Sex and the City’ once opined, "If a man can do that well, he doesn’t need to do anything else." How true it is.If there’s a girl who doesn’t love having her pussy showered with affection, I. With precision,i pulled her saree up and pushed my things up,this settled on her like a breeze,rather a strong one,but good one,she crumbled under me as i made way deeper into her tullu(kannada for vagina).i placed my mouth in hers to her her wet mouth open on mine as i took her to the zenith of her mounting orgasm,which overtook her,she clutched me in her tight embrace,for a moment i thought i cannot breath,as orgasm swept over her she loosened her grip,then we chatted for a while, told her. He was a really funny guy and cute too. We made out for what seemed like an hour when I felt his hand reach for my stomach. His hand ran up and down my body very slowly. I felt his hand starting to move closer to my tits. I was very nervous. My stomach started feeling very empty and like I had a million butterflies in it. I was wearing a V-Neck tee-shirt that fit very tight. His hand finally reached my breast. By this time I was getting very aroused. I was starting to feel things in my body. And how did your meeting with Marianne go?" she asked innocently enough, but I thought I detected a suppressed smile."Just fine," I replied. "We had a lovely dinner together in her apartment and watched TV for an hour or so. Then she gave me a tour of the new exercise facility. I believe Kevin had a hand in setting that up, didn't he?" I think I remember him saying something about installing some new equipment," she said, this time unable to suppress her grin. "Did you get to try the exercise.