"Don't stop!" As I spoke, I felt a warm wetness on my clit that started to flick rapidly over my hyper-sensitive swollen nub."Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...oooooooooooh ..." I screamed, as quietly as I could, as I came. But she didn't stop after pushing me over the edge.When I recovered somewhat I opened my eyes and saw her bending over the table with her head between my legs as she continued to generate exquisite sensations with her tongue and mouth. She started sucking my clit into her mouth. Her. Endless. No walls, no tunnels, no ceiling. Holding a promise to something even beyond, while stating one’s insignificant. These were ... These are the blue sky!‘Air’. The thought emerged in Zax’s mind.As a cultivator, moreover a bodily cultivator, he could hold his breath for much, much longer than this passing few seconds. But the thrill ... it emptied all the oxygen from his body, as if the first breath belonged to the world above ground and was taken from what little air he contained, before. Tighter than me, definitely, but even a little too tight for the vibrator that I picked out for her. I twisted and turned it, trying to screw it inside her pussy, little by little, inch by inch as she squirmed and moaned, pushing her hips back at me. She wanted it now. She didn't seem to care anymore where she was, who I was and what we were doing, she was just a horny wet cunt hole, wanting to be fucked.I moved the vibrator in and out, going faster and deeper every time as she wet the shaft. I came to Mumbai 9 years ago from a small town in Uttar Pradesh. Well, I lost my virginity at 18 to one my senior cousin who used to stay with us to carry on with his studies at a local college. His name was Shekhar who had not only taught me sex but instilled in me a craze to taste different boys, right from those days when I was in school. And by the end of my high school first time I conceived .but by whom was a great confusion to me it was beyond me whether Shekhar-bhaiya impregnated me or.