She has a perfect figure of 34-28-36. I used to always admire her for her looks and how she is well maintained. I always observed a dissatisfaction on...her face. I never had any bad feelings for her. But one day when I had a off from office, I decided to go for a movie. Since all of my friends were busy, I called up Bhaiya to join me for the movie.He said he has some work but allowed me to ask bhabhi to join me. I said ok and then called up bhabhi on her cell phone. She readily agreed and was. And his slipped beneath the table too coming to rest on mine I felt for his cock I could feel it growing in his pants he was free balling by the way it started to grow down his leg I caressed it and thought to myself this was how a teenager would act, copping a sly feel. As i caressed him, his finger found my twat lips and was moving up and down the slit pushing my knickers and flimsy trou into it. I was feeling so good and his finger also found my forgotten clit, it was getting hard and I. (hump it)Her hips shuddered and inched downward. The dildo squished into her again. "Unnggh... !"(HUMP)Not right not right not right ... not ... right... Heather let out a loud, ragged moan. Her pussy gushed onto the seat, splashing hot cum over the insides of her thighs and onto her blouse. It dripped over the front of her seat and trickled down her calves.She lost her protests in the paroxysms of her orgasm. Her hips rose one more time and came down, renewing her climax and squirting the seat. As I became more and more immersed in thestrange sounding music, my desire and my need to scream simply meltedaway. Although it still sounded strangely weird in my ears, the musicwas also making me feel increasingly mellow. It was eerily beautifulin its own way. I just wanted to listen to the music; I couldn't eventhink of doing anything else.I didn't even mind too much when I felt another needle being pushedinto my arm. But why should I mind? It was just some big old needlewith who knew what.