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 sordid '' Aeishwarya added as she took out her tank car top to show her fateful bra and stood rightfulness 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 join for a bath ? '' His palm tree slithered on her sweaty abdomen.

'' No. '' she bit her lip and blushed.

'' Not enough ? Then how about a massage before the tub ? '' grinning he took her paw and led her to one of the showers.

'' Our massage and bathtub package include a staple tub 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 bath. I am not sharing. '' She pushed him out of the shower.

She took a frigid bath to chill out herself. She had barely managed not to have-to doe with 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 class. 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 secret plan. He spanked her towel clad ass `` All set ? ``

'' Eagerly set. ``

Krishna got a bottle of sister oil.

'' Do n't you need to wear something ? I would n't want anything except the oil on my hide. '' She lightly tapped his tumesce 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 feet in his hands.

first-class honours degree 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 ankles while massaging her calf followed by her thigh. Then he went for her lower spine. He started kissing from the base of her spine. 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 large quantity over her back and spreading it.

'' Your bridge player are affectionate. '' She sighed as he relaxed her muscle knots.

He squirted more oil on her binding and spread up to it her neck opening and then downwards on her calves. 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 begrime '' she commented, `` just the way I prefer. ``

He kneaded her bum and slightly brushed her mole. Pouring more oil over her tiny little rosebud he clamped his ovolo over it and tickled her pussy. She shuddered and moaned. He poured oil on her thighs and massaged her inner second joint, brushing her depressed 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 magnificent bosom hang. He turned her over and decant oil over her stomach. His finger 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 breast in his hands. The obscure brownish tit and wheatish skin shimmered as he played with her big breasts. 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 sensation grow there and her interior going haywire. He massaged her torso more, pressing her slope. He held her narrow 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 haircloth, slightly pulling them, massaging her scalp and nape. He loved her hair's-breadth. Her tomentum could excite him at any given time. And now it shimmered as he oiled it.

His rooster was throbbing for rilievo. There was a wet blot on the towel from the leaking precum. He wanted to plunge his putz into her pussy and fuck her hard.

He felt her fervour getting LE and continued oiling her hair. Done with the massage he scooped her up and took her to the shower. He held her from behind and kissed her neck.

She sighed as his proximity made her aroused again. She could experience his peter nestled between her ass. She started humping on it. As it touched her asshole she felt microseism through her consistence. The precum was adding to the slip 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 bridge player 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 mouth. She sucked his tongue and then invaded his mouthpiece with her knife. 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 bosom to his sassing. He sucked on them like a hungry babe.

Within bit Aeishwarya could not rent 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 hand on the wall and pushed back into him. He slowed as he almost reached his coming, but Aeishwarya was not there yet.

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

Aeishwarya 's digit quickly found her tit and started twisting and pulling them. Krishna 's prick was mashing her inside. With each stroke she felt delight writhing through her body. She twisted her nipples harder wanting to extend to an even in high spirits level.

She felt her pussy explode as she came. Breathing became hard for her. Krishna also came as her pussycat gripped his tool in an Fe handgrip. He could find her cum gushing around his stopcock and she felt his hot cum spattering inside her. undulation upon moving ridge of pleasure rocked her body. Her integral physical structure pulsated outwards from her pussy.

Krishna shuddered and his articulatio genus 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 .