Then she asked me if it also had anything to do with other people seeing her underwear. I admitted that it turned me on that she might be exposing herself. We fell asleep shortly after my confession. Jaya began wearing stockings more often after that. Every day at work she would wear a different pair and I’d look forward to her coming home and letting me run my hands up her thighs to feel her stocking tops, and little panties. It became a bit of a ritual with us; most days as soon as she came home I would kneel in front of her and raise her skirt up to her waist so that I could feast my eyes on her slim legs. I’d kiss each thigh above the stocking tops then move onto her pussy mound kissing and biting gently through the thin material of her panties. Before long she would move the panties to one side and I’d spend fifteen or twenty minutes licking her wet crotch. It would be quite common for Jaya to come a couple of times on my tongue as she stood over me. Mostly after this she’d jack. I kept up the sucking and he asked me to reach and cup his balls, so I did. The skin was soft, it felt a bit strange and I just held them in my palm, squeezing gently. The large cock twitched a few times and he just managed to say: “don’t spill a drop” and with that he ejaculated. Squirt after long squirt invaded my inexperienced mouth and as my soft cheeks were getting filled, I had no choice but to swallow. It took me about three or four big gulps to get all of it down my throat. The taste was disgusting as was the whole act that I was performing, but I continued to slowly suckle every drip out of his dick and then pulled my lips off. He just looked down at me with sheer ecstasy and disbelief… My pouty lips were glistening with semen and he just moved his cock head over them, smearing it all over my face. “I could cum again right now if I had any more in me” he whispered while looking into by blue eyes. As he stepped back he pulled his trousers back on and told me to get dressed..
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