I was pushed onto a sofa, then I saw the guy I had been dancing with, the one with the hard cock. It was still hard, its bulbous head engorged, almost...purple. I gasped as he pushed it inside my pussy. Not slowly, but hard and fast. He rammed it, inside me. I should have stopped him, but I didn’t try. Not that I could have. I groaned with pleasure. He fucked me, ever harder. Another cock was beside my face, this was black. The black cock glistened wet. Wet from Marta. A hand held my head to stop. ” Linda closed her eyes and imagined his cock, that he was standing over her and fucking her face like the little slut she was. She sucked on her fingers, imagining his hand on the back of her head, forcing his cock deeper into her throat, his cum starting to leak onto her tongue. She moaned, her other hand traveling down her body to her pussy. “Not yet, Baby Girl. Hands where I can see them.” His voice broke her daydream and she was brought back to reality. She moved her hand up to her tit. I helped her to get up and took her to the drawing room, and made her sit on the sofa. Then I took joint pain ointment and sat on the other side of sofa. I took her foot on my lap, but she pulled back her foot. Then I insisted her that –Me: Bhabhi, it will ease your pain.So she put her foot in my lap and I applied ointment on her foot and started massaging her feet. They were very soft. This time, I had her permission, so I was massaging her whole feet from the toes to the ankle.Me: It is. .I want to fuck your pussy, you can drink my cum next time. No complaints from me.I felt him guide me into the bathroom, and he leaned me over the sink with my ass in the air. He parted my ass checks, and I felt him put his wet warm tongue on my boi cunt. I was having a hard time standing still as he slipped his tongue in and out of my pussy.He made me good and wet, then he spit on his cock, grabbed my waist and guided his rock hard cock into my hole. He put his head in me, and then stopped.