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

'' And sweaty. And foul '' Aeishwarya added as she took out her cooler top to show her pitch-black bra and stood right under the air conditioning. They had been cleaning the terrace garden since the morning.

Krishna held her from behind and whispered into her ear, `` Care to get together for a bathroom ? '' 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 showers.

'' Our massage and bath software program 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 bath too ? ``

'' Yes, he does. ``

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

She took a cold bath to calm herself. She had barely managed not to meet 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 line. This is n't Bangkok, is it ? '' she suppressed her laughter at his erect cock. She enjoyed knowing how intemperate 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 wear something ? I would n't require 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 shank. He admired her. Taking a late breathing spell he held her feet 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 articulatio talocruralis while massaging her sura followed by her second joint. Then he went for her lower back. He started kissing from the cornerstone of her spine. He kissed upward till he reached her whisker. He inhaled the scent of her tomentum. He started kneading her back.

'' Hhhmmmm '' she purred.

He massaged her shoulder and kissed them. He took the bottle of oil and squirted a magnanimous quantity over her back and spread it.

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

He squirted More oil on her backbone and spread up to it her cervix and then downwards on her calf. 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 dirty '' she commented, `` just the way I prefer. ``

He kneaded her backside and slightly brushed her breakwater. Pouring to a greater extent oil over her flyspeck little rosebud he clamped his thumb over it and tickled her kitty-cat. She shuddered and moaned. He poured oil on her thighs and massaged her inner second joint, brushing her let down lips again and again. He grabbed both her paw and pulled them behind, lifting her torso. He felt his blood hurry as he saw her magnificent breasts bent. He turned her over and poured oil over her abdomen. His fingers lightly touched the underside of her white meat. He took some more oil and massaged her breasts. She shifted in her topographic point and arched her back pressing her tit in his hands. The dark chocolate-brown nipples and wheatish skin shimmered as he played with her big titty. He tweaked her tit and pulled them making her moan. As though her body was hot-wired to her groin, she felt the sweet pain grow there and her interior going haywire. He massaged her body more, pressing her sides. He held her constringe waist and kissed her navel. She squirmed and tried to clutch 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 tomentum, slightly pulling them, massaging her scalp and nape. He loved her hair. Her fuzz could charge up him at any given metre. And now it shimmered as he oiled it.

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

He felt her fervour 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 tush and kissed her neck.

She sighed as his proximity made her emotional again. She could feel his cock nestled between her ass. She started humping on it. As it touched her asshole she felt tremors through her physical structure. The precum was adding to the slickness of her already oily ass. He cupped her breasts and mauled them. He pulled her tit and twisted them. She squealed and clutched his ass with one hand pushing him more into her. With the other she tickled his cock on the bottom 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 sassing. 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 breasts to his mouth. He sucked on them like a hungry babe.

Within instant Aeishwarya could not hire it anymore. `` Fuck me now ! '' she ordered.

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

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

Aeishwarya 's finger's breadth quickly found her nipples and started twisting and pulling them. Krishna 's cock was mashing her insides. With each slash she felt pleasure writhing through her body. She twisted her nipple harder wanting to reach an even gamy 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 branding iron grip. He could finger her cum gushing around his cock and she felt his hot cum splashing inside her. Wave upon wave of pleasure rocked her trunk. Her integral body pulsated outwards from her pussy.

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