That was tiring '' Krishna sighed as they closed the doors behind them. He switched on the air conditioning on full blast.

'' And sweaty. And dingy '' Aeishwarya added as she took out her tank top to point her black bra and stood aright under the air conditioning. They had been cleaning the bench garden since the morning.

Krishna held her from behind and whispered into her ear, `` upkeep to join for a bath ? '' His palms slithered on her sweaty abdomen.

'' No. '' she bit her lip and blushed.

'' Not enough ? Then how about a massage before the Bath ? '' grinning he took her script and led her to one of the shower bath.

'' Our massage and bathing tub package include a staple tub first. '' He removed her trousers, `` to get rid of the smell ! ``

Aeishwarya laughed and elbowed him, `` Does n't the masseur need a bathtub too ? ``

'' Yes, he does. ``

'' So get your own bath. I am not sharing. '' She pushed him out of the shower.

She took a frigidness Bath to calm herself. She had barely managed not to tint herself in the shower.

When Krishna came out Aeishwarya was already lying stomach down on the bed in the sleeping accommodation. She had a towel covering her backside.

'' Towel ? ``

'' Of course. This is n't capital of Thailand, is it ? '' she suppressed her laugh at his erect shaft. She enjoyed knowing how hard she could get him.

He was naked with a raging hard on and here she was playing games. He spanked her towel garb ass `` All set ? ``

'' Eagerly set. ``

Krishna got a bottle of child oil.

'' Do n't you need to assume something ? I would n't want anything except the oil on my tegument. '' She lightly tapped his swollen cockhead.

He stood over her and snatched the towel and tied it around his shank. He admired her. Taking a cryptical breath he held her feet in his hands.

number one he started massaging her sole. As he massaged her ankle he kissed her soles.

'' The massage includes kiss ? '' Aeishwarya asked

'' No, but the masseur is pretty dirty ''

Aeishwarya giggled and Krishna kissed her ankles while massaging her calves followed by her second joint. Then he went for her lower rachis. He started kissing from the base of her back. He kissed upward till he reached her hair. He inhaled the olfactory modality of her hair. He started kneading her back.

'' Hhhmmmm '' she purred.

He massaged her shoulders and kissed them. He took the bottle of oil and squirted a with child amount over her binding and spread it.

'' Your hands are warm. '' She sighed as he relaxed her brawn knots.

He squirted more than oil on her rachis and spread up to it her cervix and then downwards on her sura. He slightly pushed his hands below, brushing her ass. Seeing no comments being made he her spread the oils on her ass cheeks.

'' The masseur is too ill-gotten '' she commented, `` just the way I prefer. ``

He kneaded her rear and slightly brushed her groyne. Pouring Sir Thomas More oil over her tiny little rosebud he clamped his thumb over it and tickled her pussy. She shuddered and moaned. He poured oil on her thighs and massaged her inner thighs, brushing her frown lips again and again. He grabbed both her hands and pulled them behind, lifting her torso. He felt his blood haste as he saw her magnificent white meat hang. He turned her over and decant oil over her breadbasket. His finger's breadth lightly touched the underside of her knocker. He took some more oil and massaged her tit. She shifted in her station and arched her back pressing her breasts in his deal. The wickedness John Brown nipples and wheatish skin shimmered as he played with her big titty. He tweaked her nipple and pulled them making her moan. As though her body was hot-wired to her groyne, she felt the sweet-flavored pain grow there and her insides going haywire. He massaged her trunk more, pressing her English. He held her narrow waist and kissed her belly button. She squirmed and tried to clutch the mat. He spread More oil on her inner thighs and again teased her for some more time.

Then he made her sit up and oiled her hair, slightly pulling them, massaging her scalp and nape. He loved her hair. Her hair could excite him at any given clip. And now it shimmered as he oiled it.

His turncock was throbbing for ease. There was a wet spot on the towel from the leaking precum. He wanted to plunge his cock into her pussy and fuck her hard.

He felt her inflammation getting less and continued oiling her hair. Done with the massage he scooped her up and took her to the shower. He held her from behind and kissed her neck.

She sighed as his proximity made her excite again. She could find his cock nestled between her ass. She started humping on it. As it touched her SOB she felt tremors through her organic structure. The precum was adding to the slickness of her already oily ass. He cupped her breast and mauled them. He pulled her teat and twisted them. She squealed and clutched his ass with one handwriting pushing him more into her. With the early she tickled his peter on the underside of the head.

'' nookie ! '' he gasped as she grasped it and turned. She started jerking him fast. Without abandon.

As she realized her was about to cum, she stopped and kissed him hard on the lips. She sucked his clapper and then invaded his mouth with her natural language. As he calmed down a bit she again started jerking him. Knowing that Aeishwarya could do this all day, Krishna clutched her neck opening and pulled her breasts to his mouth. He sucked on them like a thirsty babe.

Within minute of arc Aeishwarya could not contain it anymore. `` Fuck me now ! '' she ordered.

Krishna complied without any delay. He entered her pussy from backside and started pounding away. She placed one hand on the wall and pushed back into him. He slowed as he almost reached his sexual climax, but Aeishwarya was not there yet.

'' manoeuvre with your nipples. '' he told her.

Aeishwarya 's fingers quickly found her nipple and started twisting and pulling them. Krishna 's cock was mashing her insides. With each stroke she felt pleasance writhing through her organic structure. She twisted her nipples harder wanting to reach an even high level.

She felt her twat explode as she came. ventilation became difficult for her. Krishna also came as her cunt gripped his cock in an iron clench. He could palpate her cum gushing around his turncock and she felt his hot cum splash inside her. moving ridge upon wave of pleasure rocked her body. Her entire torso pulsated outwards from her pussy.

Krishna shuddered and his articulatio genus gave away. He held her and they slowly slid down to the base. They sat there like that for some time and then took a slow hot bath.

Krishna stared at her after they had dried themselves.

'' You look beautiful. '' He said.

Aeishwarya giggled and replied, `` I am not making dinner tonight. ``

'' Why ? ``

'' I thought the massage included a dinner. '' She smirked .