My gaze dropped down between his legs—his cock hanging heavy, soft but responsive, and beneath it, a swatch of dark hair.For a moment, I dithered.I nodded. Desi sex Excited.His cock was hard now—thick and heavy, lying against his belly as I worked around it. “Learned from a master.”He smiled. Licking his lips slowly, deliberately, as if tasting every hint. Not only shaving. “Gopi… what the heck are you doing?”He looked at me for a moment—calm, expressionless. “Use water or something,” I grumbled, eyes shut.A moment later, I felt it.Not water.A tongue.Warm. “Why suddenly? No jokes. “I’m just wetting it, bro. My gaze dropped down between his legs—his cock hanging heavy, soft but responsive, and beneath it, a swatch of dark hair.For a moment, I dithered.I nodded. But as I knelt behind him, my hands on the back of Gopi’s legs, all the rest went away.
