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

'' And sweaty. And dirty '' Aeishwarya added as she took out her tank top to render her black bra and stood rightfulness 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 join 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 handwriting and led her to one of the showers.

'' Our massage and bath package include a basic tub first. '' He removed her trouser, `` 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 insensate bathtub to tranquillise herself. She had barely managed not to touch on 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 grade. This is n't capital of Thailand, is it ? '' she suppressed her laughter at his erect turncock. She enjoyed knowing how hard she could get him.

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

'' Eagerly set. ``

Krishna got a bottle of infant oil.

'' Do n't you need to bust something ? I would n't want anything except the oil on my peel. '' 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 breathing time he held her foundation in his hands.

First he started massaging her soles. 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 articulatio talocruralis while massaging her calf followed by her second joint. Then he went for her lower book binding. He started kissing from the base of operations of her spine. He kissed upward boulder clay he reached her pilus. He inhaled the flavor of her hair. He started kneading her back.

'' Hhhmmmm '' she purred.

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

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

He squirted Sir Thomas More oil on her back and spread up to it her neck and then downwards on her calves. He slightly pushed his hands below, brushing her ass. Seeing no comments being made he her spread the fossil oil 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 tiny petty rosebud he clamped his thumb over it and tickled her pussycat. She shuddered and moaned. He poured oil on her thighs and massaged her interior thigh, brushing her lower sassing again and again. He grabbed both her hands and pulled them behind, lifting her torso. He felt his roue hurry as he saw her magnificent boob hang. He turned her over and stream oil over her tummy. His fingers lightly touched the underside of her breasts. He took some more oil and massaged her breasts. She shifted in her place and arched her back pressing her breasts in his hands. The disconsolate brown pap and wheatish skin shimmered as he played with her big bosom. He tweaked her nipples and pulled them making her moan. As though her body was hot-wired to her groin, she felt the sweet annoyance grow there and her insides going haywire. He massaged her torso more, pressing her sides. He held her narrow waist and kissed her belly button. She squirmed and tried to prehend 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 hair, slightly pulling them, massaging her scalp and nape. He loved her fuzz. Her hair could turn on him at any given time. And now it shimmered as he oiled it.

His prick was throbbing for easing. 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 excitement getting lupus erythematosus and continued oiling her hair. Done with the massage he scooped her up and took her to the shower. He held her from tail and kissed her neck.

She sighed as his proximity made her charge up again. She could find his pecker 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 glibness of her already oily ass. He cupped her breasts and mauled them. He pulled her mamilla and twisted them. She squealed and clutched his ass with one hand pushing him more into her. With the former 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 brim. She sucked his spit and then invaded his mouth with her glossa. 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 sass. He sucked on them like a hungry babe.

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

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

'' frolic with your pap. '' he told her.

Aeishwarya 's fingerbreadth quickly found her mamilla and started twisting and pulling them. Krishna 's cock was mashing her insides. With each throw she felt delight writhing through her soundbox. She twisted her tit harder wanting to get hold of an even higher level.

She felt her pussy explode as she came. external respiration became unmanageable for her. Krishna also came as her kitty-cat gripped his cock in an branding iron grip. He could feel her cum gushing around his peter and she felt his hot cum splash inside her. moving ridge upon waving of delight rocked her body. Her integral body 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 fourth dimension 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 party. '' She smirked .