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

'' And sweaty. And bemire '' Aeishwarya added as she took out her tankful top to evince her Black bra and stood right under the air conditioning. They had been cleaning the terrace garden since the morning.

Krishna held her from buns and whispered into her ear, `` guardianship to join for a bathing tub ? '' 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 hand and led her to one of the showers.

'' Our massage and bath software package include a staple bathroom first. '' He removed her trousers, `` to get rid of the olfactory sensation ! ``

Aeishwarya laughed and elbowed him, `` Does n't the masseur need a tub 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 lull herself. She had barely managed not to touch herself in the shower.

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

'' Towel ? ``

'' Of path. This is n't Bangkok, is it ? '' she suppressed her laughter at his erect dick. 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 habilitate ass `` All set ? ``

'' Eagerly set. ``

Krishna got a feeding bottle of baby oil.

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

He stood over her and snatched the towel and tied it around his waist. He admired her. Taking a deep hint he held her animal foot in his hands.

First 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 middling dirty ''

Aeishwarya giggled and Krishna kissed her mortise joint while massaging her calf followed by her thighs. Then he went for her lower back. He started kissing from the base of her back. He kissed upward till he reached her hair. He inhaled the smell 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 prominent quantity over her rachis and spread it.

'' Your men are warm. '' She sighed as he relaxed her muscle knots.

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

'' The masseur is too foul '' she commented, `` just the way I prefer. ``

He kneaded her backside and slightly brushed her breakwater. Pouring 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 second joint and massaged her internal second joint, brushing her depleted lips again and again. He grabbed both her bridge player and pulled them behind, lifting her body. He felt his rip hurry as he saw her brilliant boob hang. He turned her over and poured oil over her tummy. His fingers lightly touched the underside of her breasts. He took some more oil and massaged her chest. She shifted in her place and arched her back pressing her white meat in his script. The dark brown nipples and wheatish pelt shimmered as he played with her big breasts. He tweaked her nipples and pulled them making her moan. As though her soundbox was hot-wired to her breakwater, she felt the afters pain in the neck grow there and her interior going haywire. He massaged her torso more, pressing her English. He held her narrow waist and kissed her omphalos. She squirmed and tried to clutch the mat. He spread more oil on her internal second joint 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 nape. He loved her hair. Her fuzz could excite him at any given fourth dimension. 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 plunge his cock into her snatch and fuck her hard.

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

She sighed as his propinquity made her excited again. She could feel his shaft nestled between her ass. She started humping on it. As it touched her asshole she felt tremors through her body. The precum was adding to the skullduggery of her already oily ass. He cupped her chest and mauled them. He pulled her mamilla and twisted them. She squealed and clutched his ass with one helping hand pushing him more into her. With the early she tickled his putz 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 brim. She sucked his clapper and then invaded his back talk with her tongue. As he calmed down a bit she again started jerking him. Knowing that Aeishwarya could do this all day, Krishna clutched her neck and pulled her titty to his mouth. He sucked on them like a hungry babe.

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

Krishna complied without any delay. He entered her pussycat from behind and started pounding away. She placed one hand 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 nipples. '' he told her.

Aeishwarya 's fingers quickly found her nipples and started twisting and pulling them. Krishna 's cock was mashing her inside. With each chance event she felt delight writhing through her body. 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 cock and she felt his hot cum spattering inside her. Wave upon wafture of pleasure rocked her organic structure. Her integral body pulsated outwards from her pussy.

Krishna shuddered and his knees gave away. He held her and they slowly slid down to the level. 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 .