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

'' And sweaty. And soil '' Aeishwarya added as she took out her tank top to picture her mordant bra and stood correct under the air conditioning. They had been cleaning the terrace garden since the morning.

Krishna held her from hindquarters and whispered into her ear, `` aid to fall in for a bathtub ? '' 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 mitt and led her to one of the shower.

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

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

'' Yes, he does. ``

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

She took a cold bath to tranquillize herself. She had barely managed not to reach herself in the shower.

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

'' Towel ? ``

'' Of course. This is n't Bangkok, is it ? '' she suppressed her laughter at his erect rooster. 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 clad ass `` All set ? ``

'' Eagerly set. ``

Krishna got a bottle of baby oil.

'' Do n't you need to fatigue something ? I would n't want anything except the oil on my skin. '' She lightly tapped his swell up cockhead.

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

showtime he started massaging her soles. As he massaged her ankle he kissed her soles.

'' The massage includes kisses ? '' Aeishwarya asked

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

Aeishwarya giggled and Krishna kissed her ankles while massaging her calfskin followed by her second joint. Then he went for her low-pitched back. He started kissing from the base of her spinal column. He kissed upward till he reached her hair. He inhaled the look of her pilus. He started kneading her back.

'' Hhhmmmm '' she purred.

He massaged her articulatio humeri and kissed them. He took the bottle of oil and squirted a great quantity over her dorsum and banquet it.

'' Your hands are lovesome. '' She sighed as he relaxed her muscle knots.

He squirted More oil on her back and spread up to it her neck and then downwards on her sura. He slightly pushed his hands below, brushing her ass. Seeing no input being made he her spread the petroleum on her ass cheeks.

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

He kneaded her backside and slightly brushed her groin. Pouring More oil over her midget footling rosebud he clamped his thumb over it and tickled her pussy. She shuddered and moaned. He poured oil on her thigh and massaged her inner thigh, brushing her dispirited sass again and again. He grabbed both her hands and pulled them behind, lifting her trunk. He felt his descent rushing as he saw her glorious breasts hang. He turned her over and poured oil over her stomach. His finger's breadth lightly touched the underside of her titty. He took some more oil and massaged her titty. She shifted in her place and arched her back pressing her bosom in his deal. The dark brown nipples and wheatish skin shimmered as he played with her big boob. He tweaked her tit and pulled them making her moan. As though her body was hot-wired to her bulwark, she felt the sweet pain in the ass grow there and her interior going haywire. He massaged her trunk more, pressing her sides. He held her narrow down waistline and kissed her navel. She squirmed and tried to hold tight 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 pilus, slightly pulling them, massaging her scalp and scruff. He loved her pilus. Her hair could shake him at any given time. And now it shimmered as he oiled it.

His cock was throbbing for relief. There was a wet spot on the towel from the leaking precum. He wanted to dump his peter into her snatch and fuck her hard.

He felt her excitement 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 seat and kissed her neck.

She sighed as his proximity made her excited again. She could feel his cock nestled between her ass. She started humping on it. As it touched her asshole she felt shudder through her body. The precum was adding to the slickness of her already oily ass. He cupped her breasts and mauled them. He pulled her nipples and twisted them. She squealed and clutched his ass with one hired man pushing him more into her. With the former she tickled his stopcock on the underside of the head.

'' Fuck ! '' 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 back talk. She sucked his natural language and then invaded his mouth with her clapper. As he calmed down a bit she again started jerking him. Knowing that Aeishwarya could do this all day, Krishna clutched her cervix and pulled her knocker to his mouth. He sucked on them like a athirst babe.

Within minutes Aeishwarya could not take it anymore. `` Fuck me now ! '' she ordered.

Krishna complied without any wait. He entered her pussy from rear end and started pounding away. She placed one mitt on the paries and pushed back into him. He slowed as he almost reached his orgasm, but Aeishwarya was not there yet.

'' Play with your teat. '' he told her.

Aeishwarya 's finger quickly found her nipple and started twisting and pulling them. Krishna 's turncock was mashing her insides. With each stroke she felt joy writhing through her physical structure. She twisted her nipples harder wanting to reach an even higher level.

She felt her pussy explode as she came. Breathing became difficult for her. Krishna also came as her pussy gripped his cock in an iron grip. He could feel her cum gushing around his prick and she felt his hot cum splash inside her. Wave upon wave of delight rocked her consistence. Her entire trunk pulsated outwards from her pussy.

Krishna shuddered and his knee gave away. He held her and they slowly slid down to the floor. They sat there like that for some clock time and then took a dumb 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 .