He moved his hands up to her tits, her hard nipples straining against the thin material, eager for his touch. He played with them, roughly kissing and...biting them through her dress. Leaving trails of saliva and pussy juices, his mouth moved up to her neck and kissed and nibbled, his stubble grazing her soft flesh. Every inch of her was on fire and with every kiss, bite and touch, her body reacted readily. Groans of pleasure and whimpers of desire escaped her once more as he told her how hard. Gennaro came in carrying the watermelon over his shoulder and as soon as he saw me he looked at me incredulously and said, "fuck. I looked at him intensely and with all the sensuality I could I said to him, "do you like me?". Gennaro closed the door, put the watermelon in a corner, squared me from head to toe and touching the swollen flap he said, "fuck, but weren't you a boy?". "I was," I said to him. He approached me, with his heels I was over six feet and eighty and Gennaro, in his grandeur,. She grabbed his cock with a firm squeeze and began sliding her hand up and down quickly. Tommy lasted about five seconds and blew his load into the towel in Cynthia’s other hand.She stepped to the left to the next boy, Billy Kinard. “Here’s how we do this. The boy I’m standing in front of sucks my left nipple, and the boy I’ve just finished sucks my right one.”The boys took a few seconds to work this out, then Tommy and Billy took her nipples in their mouths, and Cynthia went to work on. Now was his chance so he decided to do it. With a wet sound, his penis slipped into her pussy.Rashmi was kneeling in front of Mr. Dutt, holding the base of his penis. Both of them were dressed, only his erect penis was out of his zip. She was staring at it for some time, this was the difference between her getting fired and retaining her job: a penis she needed to suck.“Go on Rashmi, we don’t have all day,” said Mr. Dutt.Rashmi gulped, closed her eyes, opened her mouth wide and took his penis.