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

'' And sweaty. And bemire '' Aeishwarya added as she took out her tank top to prove her blackness 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, `` concern 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 deal and led her to one of the shower bath.

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

She took a cold bath to quieten herself. She had barely managed not to extend to herself in the shower.

When Krishna came out Aeishwarya was already lying stomach down on the bed in the sleeping room. She had a towel covering her backside.

'' Towel ? ``

'' Of line. This is n't Bangkok, is it ? '' she suppressed her laughter at his erect hammer. She enjoyed knowing how operose she could get him.

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

'' Eagerly set. ``

Krishna got a nursing bottle of baby oil.

'' Do n't you need to wear 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 shank. He admired her. Taking a late breath he held her ft in his hands.

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

'' The massage includes kiss ? '' Aeishwarya asked

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

Aeishwarya giggled and Krishna kissed her ankles while massaging her calves followed by her second joint. Then he went for her low-spirited book binding. He started kissing from the basis of her rachis. He kissed upward boulder clay he reached her tomentum. He inhaled the smell of her hair. He started kneading her back.

'' Hhhmmmm '' she purred.

He massaged her shoulder joint and kissed them. He took the bottle of oil and squirted a large amount over her back and spread it.

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

He squirted more than oil on her back and spread up to it her neck and then downwards on her sura. He slightly pushed his manus below, brushing her ass. Seeing no comments being made he her spread the oil color on her ass cheeks.

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

He kneaded her arse and slightly brushed her inguen. Pouring More oil over her diminutive little rosebud he clamped his quarter round over it and tickled her pussy. She shuddered and moaned. He poured oil on her second joint and massaged her inner thigh, brushing her lower lips again and again. He grabbed both her hands and pulled them behind, lifting her body. He felt his roue rushing as he saw her magnificent breasts hang. He turned her over and poured oil over her stomach. His finger lightly touched the bottom of her breasts. He took some more oil and massaged her bosom. She shifted in her place and arched her back pressing her breasts in his hand. The iniquity brown nipples and wheatish hide shimmered as he played with her big boob. He tweaked her nipples and pulled them making her moan. As though her body was hot-wired to her groin, she felt the afters pain grow there and her interior going haywire. He massaged her trunk more, pressing her slope. He held her narrow waist and kissed her navel. She squirmed and tried to clutch the mat. He spread Thomas More oil on her inner second joint 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 nucha. He loved her fuzz. Her haircloth could excite him at any given time. And now it shimmered as he oiled it.

His cock was throbbing for ease. There was a wet spot on the towel from the leaking precum. He wanted to immerse his tool into her kitty-cat and fuck her hard.

He felt her excitement getting to a lesser extent and continued oiling her hair. Done with the massage he scooped her up and took her to the shower bath. He held her from nates and kissed her neck.

She sighed as his propinquity made her excite again. She could feel his prick 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 slickness of her already oily ass. He cupped her chest 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 other she tickled his prick on the bottom 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 lips. She sucked his glossa and then invaded his backtalk 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 cervix and pulled her breasts to his mouth. He sucked on them like a hungry babe.

Within transactions Aeishwarya could not accept it anymore. `` Fuck me now ! '' she ordered.

Krishna complied without any holdup. He entered her cunt from rear end and started pounding away. She placed one hand on the bulwark and pushed back into him. He slowed as he almost reached his orgasm, but Aeishwarya was not there yet.

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

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

She felt her pussy explode as she came. Breathing became difficult for her. Krishna also came as her pussycat gripped his cock in an smoothing iron grasp. He could find her cum gushing around his putz and she felt his hot cum splash inside her. undulation upon undulation of pleasance 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 level. 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 .