I called him back.“Quickie, ok? No licking, sucking. Fuck directly and then leave and put on condom. I don’t want any sperm on my dress or in my c...unt. It will smell” I gave him a condom from my bag, lifted my saree above buttocks, spread legs and watched over my shoulder as he took out his throbbing cock, pulled a condom on it. He arranged sari neatly on my back, spread cunt lips with fingers and pushed cock. He was surprised by the wetness of my cunt and it was making squishy sounds as he kept. She said to him that she just never had seen anything like the things she saw in the mag. Tom asked her if she really never had seen anyone having sex on film or picture before. Aiza said that she never had seen a penis before, not hard like that. Tom asked her if she never was horny either. Aiza din't worte any answer, and Tom wished he had never asked, now she had to be really angry with him. Then the answear came. She said that she was horny all the time, but she also felt ashamed because. As she pulled back, that talented tongue dancing all the way up. She stopped with the top two inches in her mouth, French kissing the head. I was in heaven. Her right hand cupped my balls tight as her mouth descended all the way down again. Slowly moving upward, that tongue dancing, stopping to massage the head. While she was doing this, I had found the zipper to her skirt. Opening the zipper, I could see more creamy flesh and the garter belt. If I could have gotten harder, I would have. Holy. “Is it some boy?”He tried to sound concerned, but she knew that deepdown he was jealous over her, and inwardly shelaughed with glee. She imagined her mother’sconsternation. You never gave me anything, she saidsilently to her mother’s memory, and now I’m takinghim from you.“It’s something only mother would’ve understood,” shereplied. A muscle inside her chest spasmed andsqueezed the breath out of her. She started coughingand couldn’t.