My cock was rock hard and pulsating visibly. As I turned around the corner of the corridor that led to the toilets I saw Vathsala going in. Japanese sex Only when the final drop of it is drained did she stopped working on my cock. As it came down pass my bulge, my cock sprang forward like an injured eel. ‘I just finished when you crashed in’ she said looking directly in to my eyes. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmhhhhhhhhh…ooohhhhhh” I moaned, arched forward pushing my entire length in to her throat, clutched on to her hair and shoot my jism in to her sweet warm and moist mouth. Her hands were still on her breasts, which were still heaving. Her perfectly shaped calves ended in her well-groomed feet. ‘What have I done wrong to her?’ I always wondered. She was a perfect expert. “Ohhhh…Ohhh….Yes..sss..mmmhh…” I heard me moaning.
