I had started developing fantasy about either one of them fucking me. But all my fantasy was drown away due to tremendous work. I was moving the gifts...behind the stage when I heard a voice that, “Can I help you with shifting these gifts?”I was stunned for a second then turned around and saw it was Kapil. I said yes and he shifted the box with me. After that he said we have not been introduced formally, I am Kapil. My words got stuck inside my mouth. Then I said that my name is Priya.We chatted. Aor phir ok bye huyi aor phone rakh diya. Aor phir maine aor mere sale v Sali ne dinner kiya aor phir sone ke teyari hui to mera bedroom mere sale ke sath uper kamre main lega diya aor mera sala sone chela geya aor main jane lage to meri sas kahne lagi ke beta tum thodi der main chale jana mujhe bat karni aor mera sasur bahar ke room main sone chela geya aor main andar bad room main hi TV dekhta reha. Ghar kafi beda hai esliye jagah ki koe kami nahi thi. Meri saas aor meri Sali kitchne main kam. On the ride home she was feeling the wine and said lets ride with the windows down. It was ten o clock on a warm June night so I hit the window buttons and all four dark tented windows went down. She then opened the sun roof. The air coming in at interstate speeds was blowing her hair and dress all over the place. I almost had to shout so she could hear me , is that to much wind? She looked me me a shouted no I love it. As I pulled into our driveway I rolled up the windows and closed the sun. Next she opened her mouth wide and dropped down on his hard cock as far as she could, bobbing her head again whilst he held her hair and looked into my eyes with a look of excitement and disbelief. I followed, nearly hitting the back of my throat as I mistimed my virgin movementThen it was my turn, my cock could not stand much more of this thrilling movement and my nervousness of another man practicing his blow job on me was lost in the pleasure and sensation as well as Gemma’s obvious excited.