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Rest I will do.Me: her name is Varsha.Varsh was shocked to listen to her name.Varsha: r u serious????Me: yes I am. I like you from the first time I saw. But I did not have guts to express my feelings.(Varsha stood up and went outside)I was damn scared whether she has gone to tell her mother about this.After 5-10 mins she again came in the room I was standing at the time. She came and hugged me tightly.She confesses that she also like me.I was the happiest person at that time. I just lift her face and started to kiss. Now the romance begin.I started to smooch her. Till that time she also started to enjoy the kiss. I was pressing her boobs again and again. She just removed her top and throw away. Woo, what a nice pair of boobs. And started to remove her black bra. And started to suck her nipples and she was moaning a lot.Me: control dear your mother may come!Varsha: don’t worry my mother has already slept. I went outside to check what my mother is doing.She just gives her another. He groaned and sank back into the chair. I pulled my mouth off his cock and wanked his shaft in my very tight fist, watching all the blood rush to the head with each upward stroke, his hips started pumping.I dropped the head back into my mouth and sunk down about three inches twirling it with my tongue. I continued to wank him into my mouth with my hand and twisted my head so that he could push up into my cheek, it bulged out so much, I could see it in the corner of my eye.I could feel his hips pumping up and down into my hand in time with my fist so I pulled my mouth off and stopped my fist, allowing him to fuck my hand, my head was just above my hand so every time he pushed forward through my hand, my mouth was waiting there to welcome him home.All the time, he was watching me with a face that was turning more and more red, his veins were sticking out on his face and neck as he frantically pumped my fist and watched the head disappear into my mouth, his breathing and groans were.
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