She no doubt has hated every second of this horrific night, but her body betrays her, reacting to the forced stimulation she so rarely feels in their ...anilla sex life. I pull the candy canes out and suck on one of them. The unmistakable slight sourness of her pussy juice, but vastly overwhelmed by the sweetness of the candy. “Ella, here.” She knows the drill by this point, little hazel eyes looking up at me sadly, she slides off my cock and tilts up, waiting. I stick a candy cane down into her. “Kiss my feet”, the first words Janani ever spoke to us. Anjan was confused but I realized what Janani had on her mind and immediately put my lips to her feet and started making smooching noises as I kissed them. “Mairu, do I have to tell you separately?” she said, menacingly, to Anjan, and gave him a resounding slap on his face. Shocked and just as surprised as I am, Anjan fell down and began kissing her left foot as I kissed her right. “Perverted gay faggots! Shameless, useless, pieces of. “OOOO baby. Just like that Kelsey.”He picked up the pace, fucking me harder and deeper with every thrust.I met each of his thrusts with my own. I could hear our bodies smacking against each other.I couldn’t stop moaning the pleasure was so great. His grunts echoed my moans, his pace quickening.I could feel my whole body tensing, like a spring coiling.My moans grew louder. I grabbed onto his ass, pulling him closer. I was humping against him like a wild animal as his cock plunged into me over. When I looked up, there you were. I was shocked. You just smiled and helped me sort the clothes. Everyone else had left. The attendant, a cute young Asian lady, put on her coat and left for a moment. We started the washers, two double loaders and one regular washer. Still, we never spoke. You were wearing a cute little casual skirt. You smiled with that evil grin that always gets me. You backed up to the regular washer, hopped up on it and said, “wanna go for a spin.” OMFG I love it.