Tribute narrative for Shivani15's Aussie Hand
After two hours on the desert highway they finally came to a gas station. The delicate young Indian couple pulled up to the pumps and after a few minutes the owner ambled out at a comfortable pace.
"What can I do for you folks" said the tall Australian.
"We need gas" croaked out the husband.
But Shivani was already doing most of the talking with her mischievous, glossy eyes.Her smile and eye contact eventually broke off and wandered to a more serious inspection of how the man's pants fit.
"Gas'll cost you my friend" Said the pale giant.
"We have money"...."I think your wife might be able to talk me into giving you two a discount."
"Only if I can watch"
They follow him to the bathroom, a surprisingly clean and spacious one with a built-in shower. The husband sits on a stool in the corner as the participants address each others clothing vigorously. The man is moved by the spectable of Shivani's curves, so ample in the right places and compact in others.
He slumps to the floor, gazing up at her hard nippled masterpieces. She sits opposite of him and grips his straining erection like a graceful brown snake seizing a young croc. But not too young.Shivani felt a long awaited satisfaction at filling her tiny, pretty hand with the monster cock of her dreams. Already her beauty had inspired slick precum and she eased it out with a motion like world class dancer taking her art to the polished pole of the sex clubs.
His eyes race up and down struggling to absorb her. Her hair. Her face. Jutting tits and the tiny pussy slicking up the cool tile floor.
She stroked fluidly and consistently. She made no effort to quicken her pace, making him wait for its true time, making sure she got to see the full reserves of his cum.
The husband moaned from the ecstasy of the the jealous pain.
A glance at one of Shivani's perfect feet sent the Aussie over the edge. Thick cum jetted straight into the air above his massive cock.
Her yelp of satisfaction was the perfect high note to the moans of the lucky men.
"What can I do for you folks" said the tall Australian.
"We need gas" croaked out the husband.
But Shivani was already doing most of the talking with her mischievous, glossy eyes.Her smile and eye contact eventually broke off and wandered to a more serious inspection of how the man's pants fit.
"Gas'll cost you my friend" Said the pale giant.
"We have money"...."I think your wife might be able to talk me into giving you two a discount."
"Only if I can watch"
They follow him to the bathroom, a surprisingly clean and spacious one with a built-in shower. The husband sits on a stool in the corner as the participants address each others clothing vigorously. The man is moved by the spectable of Shivani's curves, so ample in the right places and compact in others.
He slumps to the floor, gazing up at her hard nippled masterpieces. She sits opposite of him and grips his straining erection like a graceful brown snake seizing a young croc. But not too young.Shivani felt a long awaited satisfaction at filling her tiny, pretty hand with the monster cock of her dreams. Already her beauty had inspired slick precum and she eased it out with a motion like world class dancer taking her art to the polished pole of the sex clubs.
His eyes race up and down struggling to absorb her. Her hair. Her face. Jutting tits and the tiny pussy slicking up the cool tile floor.
She stroked fluidly and consistently. She made no effort to quicken her pace, making him wait for its true time, making sure she got to see the full reserves of his cum.
The husband moaned from the ecstasy of the the jealous pain.
A glance at one of Shivani's perfect feet sent the Aussie over the edge. Thick cum jetted straight into the air above his massive cock.
Her yelp of satisfaction was the perfect high note to the moans of the lucky men.
8年前
