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

'' And sweaty. And dirty '' Aeishwarya added as she took out her armored combat vehicle top to prove her Negroid bra and stood good under the air conditioning. They had been cleaning the terrace garden since the morning.

Krishna held her from rump and whispered into her ear, `` Care to unite for a tub ? '' His medallion 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 hired hand and led her to one of the showers.

'' Our massage and Bath package include a basic bath first. '' He removed her trouser, `` 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 dusty bathroom to calm down herself. She had barely managed not to come to 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 trend. This is n't Bangkok, 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 nursing bottle of infant oil.

'' Do n't you need to break 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 deeply breathing place he held her feet in his hands.

First he started massaging her so. As he massaged her ankle he kissed her soles.

'' The massage includes kisses ? '' Aeishwarya asked

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

Aeishwarya giggled and Krishna kissed her ankles while massaging her calf followed by her thigh. Then he went for her grim binding. He started kissing from the base of her backbone. He kissed upward till he reached her hair. He inhaled the smell of her hairsbreadth. He started kneading her back.

'' Hhhmmmm '' she purred.

He massaged her shoulders and kissed them. He took the bottle of oil and squirted a large measure over her back and spread it.

'' Your hired man are warmly. '' She sighed as he relaxed her musculus knots.

He squirted to a greater extent oil on her rear and spread up to it her neck and then downwards on her calfskin. He slightly pushed his work force below, brushing her ass. Seeing no scuttlebutt being made he her spread the crude oil on her ass cheeks.

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

He kneaded her tail end and slightly brushed her groin. Pouring more oil over her tiny trivial rosebud he clamped his thumb over it and tickled her twat. She shuddered and moaned. He poured oil on her thighs and massaged her inner thigh, brushing her bring down lips again and again. He grabbed both her hands and pulled them behind, lifting her torso. He felt his blood rushing as he saw her brilliant breasts hang. He turned her over and pour oil over her venter. His digit lightly touched the undersurface of her breasts. He took some Thomas More oil and massaged her bosom. She shifted in her post and arched her back pressing her tit in his hands. The dark John Brown mammilla and wheatish tegument shimmered as he played with her big breasts. He tweaked her nipple 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 torso more, pressing her sides. He held her pin down waistline 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 fuzz, slightly pulling them, massaging her scalp and nape. He loved her hair. Her hair could excite 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 dive his cock into her kitty-cat 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 exhibitor. He held her from stern 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 tremors through her dead body. The precum was adding to the slick 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 hand pushing him more into her. With the early she tickled his cock on the underside of the head.

'' ass ! '' 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 glossa 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 and pulled her breasts to his mouth. He sucked on them like a hungry babe.

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

Krishna complied without any delay. He entered her cunt 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.

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

Aeishwarya 's finger quickly found her nipples and started twisting and pulling them. Krishna 's cock was mashing her insides. With each apoplexy she felt pleasance writhing through her soundbox. She twisted her nipple harder wanting to reach an even higher level.

She felt her pussy explode as she came. respiration became difficult for her. Krishna also came as her puss gripped his rooster in an iron grip. He could finger her cum gushing around his putz and she felt his hot cum spattering inside her. Wave upon wave of pleasure rocked her body. 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 trading floor. They sat there like that for some clock 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 party tonight. ``

'' Why ? ``

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