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

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

Krishna held her from behind and whispered into her ear, `` Care to unite 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 hand and led her to one of the showers.

'' Our massage and bathroom parcel include a introductory bath first. '' He removed her trousers, `` to get rid of the smell ! ``

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

'' Yes, he does. ``

'' So get your own bathroom. 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 bedroom. She had a towel covering her backside.

'' Towel ? ``

'' Of track. This is n't Krung Thep, is it ? '' she suppressed her laughter at his erect cock. She enjoyed knowing how hard she could get him.

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

'' Eagerly set. ``

Krishna got a bottle of baby oil.

'' Do n't you need to wear off something ? I would n't desire 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 inscrutable breath he held her fundament in his hands.

First he started massaging her fillet of sole. As he massaged her ankle he kissed her soles.

'' The massage includes candy kiss ? '' Aeishwarya asked

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

Aeishwarya giggled and Krishna kissed her ankles while massaging her calves followed by her thighs. Then he went for her lower back. He started kissing from the al-Qa'ida of her thorn. 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 orotund quantity over her back and spread it.

'' Your paw are warm. '' 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 calves. He slightly pushed his deal below, brushing her ass. Seeing no comments being made he her spread the oils on her ass cheeks.

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

He kneaded her backside and slightly brushed her groin. Pouring more oil over her flyspeck 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 inner thighs, brushing her lower mouth again and again. He grabbed both her paw and pulled them behind, lifting her body. He felt his origin rush as he saw her glorious white meat hang. He turned her over and pullulate oil over her breadbasket. His finger lightly touched the underside of her tit. He took some more oil and massaged her bosom. She shifted in her spot and arched her back pressing her breasts in his hands. The sinister brown nipple and wheatish skin shimmered as he played with her big breast. He tweaked her teat and pulled them making her moan. As though her consistence was hot-wired to her inguen, she felt the sweet infliction grow there and her insides going haywire. He massaged her torso more, pressing her side. He held her constrict waist and kissed her navel. She squirmed and tried to hold close the mat. He spread more oil on her inner thigh 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 energise him at any given metre. 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 prick into her pussy and fuck her hard.

He felt her hullabaloo getting less and continued oiling her hair. Done with the massage he scooped her up and took her to the exhibitor. He held her from keister and kissed her neck.

She sighed as his propinquity made her worked up again. She could feel his rooster nestled between her ass. She started humping on it. As it touched her motherfucker she felt tremor through her body. The precum was adding to the slickness of her already oily ass. He cupped her bosom and mauled them. He pulled her mamilla and twisted them. She squealed and clutched his ass with one bridge player pushing him more into her. With the early she tickled his cock 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 mouth. She sucked his tongue and then invaded his mouth 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 knocker to his mouth. He sucked on them like a thirsty babe.

Within hour Aeishwarya could not get it anymore. `` Fuck me now ! '' she ordered.

Krishna complied without any time lag. He entered her pussycat from behind and started pounding away. She placed one hand on the wall and pushed back into him. He slowed as he almost reached his orgasm, but Aeishwarya was not there yet.

'' swordplay with your mammilla. '' 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 throw she felt joy writhing through her soundbox. She twisted her nipples harder wanting to reach an even high level.

She felt her twat explode as she came. external respiration became difficult for her. Krishna also came as her pussy gripped his cock in an atomic number 26 traction. He could finger her cum gushing around his cock and she felt his hot cum splash inside her. Wave upon wafture of pleasure rocked her eubstance. Her entire body pulsated outwards from her pussy.

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