She was stunned to think that he might lick her cunt, he was kissing, licking her inner thighs, he was soon at her cunt, his tongue parted her cunt lips, and he darted his tongue inside. Rupali was dripping wet, the moistness starting to flow out of her, like the warm butter from the popcorn oozing down their fingers. “God! Rupali then bent down to kiss the tip of his cock, felt the salty taste of his pre-cum, then rubbed his cock across her face, on her nose, lips, cheeks, ears, and she could hear him softly sighing in contentment. Rupali lolled her head backward, opening, and closing her eyes, her saree hitched up; her petticoat now loosened from the sides, and panty was tucked at her ankles. Rupali smiled and hissed, “Effort only pays good fruits.”
He then loosened the knot of saree on her waist, opened the string of her petticoat, and slipped his hand inside her panty to gently caress her vagina once again.
