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

'' And sweaty. And begrime '' Aeishwarya added as she took out her tank top to show her black bra and stood right field under the air conditioning. They had been cleaning the bench garden since the morning.

Krishna held her from behind and whispered into her ear, `` Care to link 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 bathtub ? '' grinning he took her deal and led her to one of the shower bath.

'' Our massage and bathroom bundle include a basic bathtub 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 bathing tub to simmer down herself. She had barely managed not to touch herself in the shower.

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

'' Towel ? ``

'' Of course of study. This is n't Bangkok, is it ? '' she suppressed her laughter at his erect cock. She enjoyed knowing how backbreaking she could get him.

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

'' Eagerly set. ``

Krishna got a bottle of baby oil.

'' Do n't you need to tire something ? I would n't want anything except the oil on my peel. '' She lightly tapped his swell cockhead.

He stood over her and snatched the towel and tied it around his waist. He admired her. Taking a deep breath he held her feet in his hands.

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

'' The massage includes buss ? '' Aeishwarya asked

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

Aeishwarya giggled and Krishna kissed her ankle joint while massaging her calves followed by her second joint. Then he went for her modest back. He started kissing from the base of her rachis. He kissed upward till he reached her tomentum. He inhaled the smell of her tomentum. He started kneading her back.

'' Hhhmmmm '' she purred.

He massaged her articulatio humeri and kissed them. He took the nursing bottle of oil and squirted a declamatory quantity over her back and spread it.

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

He squirted more oil on her binding and spread up to it her neck and then downwards on her sura. He slightly pushed his hands below, brushing her ass. Seeing no gossip 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 inguen. Pouring more oil over her diminutive lilliputian rosebud he clamped his thumb over it and tickled her pussycat. She shuddered and moaned. He poured oil on her thighs and massaged her inner thighs, brushing her abject mouth again and again. He grabbed both her hands and pulled them behind, lifting her trunk. He felt his blood hurry as he saw her brilliant breasts hang. He turned her over and rain buckets oil over her stomach. His fingerbreadth lightly touched the bottom of her breasts. He took some more than oil and massaged her breast. She shifted in her place and arched her back pressing her breasts in his mitt. The benighted brown tit and wheatish pelt shimmered as he played with her big breasts. He tweaked her nipples and pulled them making her moan. As though her consistency was hot-wired to her groin, she felt the sweet infliction grow there and her insides going haywire. He massaged her torso more, pressing her English. He held her narrow waist and kissed her navel. She squirmed and tried to clutch the mat. He spread 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 hair. Her fuzz could stir him at any given time. And now it shimmered as he oiled it.

His hammer was throbbing for relief. There was a wet blot on the towel from the leaking precum. He wanted to souse his cock into her pussy and fuck her hard.

He felt her fervour getting less and continued oiling her fuzz. Done with the massage he scooped her up and took her to the cascade. He held her from behind and kissed her neck.

She sighed as his proximity made her excited again. She could feel his dick nestled between her ass. She started humping on it. As it touched her bastard she felt tremors through her trunk. The precum was adding to the glibness of her already oily ass. He cupped her tit and mauled them. He pulled her nipples and twisted them. She squealed and clutched his ass with one helping hand pushing him more into her. With the other she tickled his cock on the bottom of the head.

'' piece of tail ! '' 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 tongue 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 cervix and pulled her bosom to his mouth. He sucked on them like a hungry babe.

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

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

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

Aeishwarya 's fingers quickly found her nipples and started twisting and pulling them. Krishna 's turncock was mashing her insides. With each stroke she felt pleasure writhing through her body. She twisted her teat harder wanting to reach an even higher level.

She felt her pussycat explode as she came. respiration became difficult for her. Krishna also came as her pussy gripped his cock in an Fe grip. He could palpate her cum gushing around his cock and she felt his hot cum splash inside her. Wave upon wave of pleasure rocked her physical structure. 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 floor. They sat there like that for some time and then took a irksome 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 .