But I had already won the bet and she was just as eager. I untied the left side of her bikini bottoms, impatiently pushing the fabric aside and catchi...g a quick glimpse of her bare little mound. She was smooth and pink and perfect, just as I knew she would be. The first time the head of my cock slid between those swollen lips, I thought I'd found a kind of sexual nirvana. She was juicy and slick and her vulva blossomed for me, welcoming me inside her as she wriggled her hips in a downward. “Yes, daddy.” Stephanie mutters. She picks up the pace until I can see her clit swelling, aching for some release. I place my hands on her hips to stop her from grinding any further. I slap her bum indicating for her to stand up. I stroke my cock until it is throbbing. “Sit down.” I demand. Stephanie hovers over my cock, as if she is trying to figure out which way she should sit down. She lowers herself as I watch my pulsating cock enter her tight pussy. She moans loudly as I enter her inch by. "Oh, yes, you'll love it!" Anne replied before Stan could answer. "There's something about live musical theatre. I just love it. And it's not as if you don't like the songs — You've been humming "Phantom" for weeks now." Yes, but that's because Stan bought me that Nightwish album, and it's on that. I don't think it'll be quite the same!" You'll be surprised, I think," Stan said. "Its pretty close. Yes, Denise, I'll stake dinner out tomorrow night on it. You'll love it." But you're already. All of these was going, but Mithali and Rachi had no idea.This thing went for like 20 minutes, and then Trisha slept. Around at 8, our dinner came as it was first class. I thought of becoming a little bit naughty while waking Trisha up.I started teasing her on her waist and stomach. And she woke up suddenly that my hand touched her right boob. I immediately took my hand, but my mind in my pants wanted more of it. Then we ate our dinner.After dinner, Mithali went to the washroom. Then Trisha.