My cock was pulsing, so hard it almost ached.I gently stroked it with one hand, using my other to idly finger Sushila’s tight hot cunt whilst i conc...ntrated on his primary task of tongueing Sushila’s bowels.“Lick my arsehole Prashant,” Sushila was murmuring, feeling my tongue squirming around in her guts, “Oh fuck, oh yeah!” She was enjoying this, but she was soon feeling the need for my cock and not just my tongue. She wouldn’t have to wait long though.A moment later, I slid my tongue out of. If you were me, you might back out right now. You might think ‘this is too much’ or ‘I can’t do this to her, she doesn’t even know’. You might think those things and then look at Hot Halloween Holly and remember she’s also Last On The List, but then you’d throw the list away. She already has it in her mouth anyway and she’s bobbing her head forward and back, forward and back, turning her head a little this way or a little that way as she sucks on it. If you were me you wouldn’t do any of those. But with your big thick finger inside me, I am feeling pleasures and a little pain too” she said a little happily.I did not answer but continued with my sucking and finger-fucking. My aim was to make her climax. After another two minutes or so, arched her body and released a wild shrill. Then she collapsed to the sofa. I knew she attained orgasm.I took my finger out and inspected it. There was no cum from her pussy smeared on it. Immediately, I opened her salwar and together with her panty I. "She grinned, and then her free hand, the one that wasn't mashing my own into her sopping wet pussy lips, went to my crotch under the table. My cock was straining the front of my pants. She deftly unzipped me with a practiced hand and pulled me out into the open air, stroking my stiff member. The tables and the angle still obscured the view, but anyone actually paying attention would be able to tell by the position and movement of our arms that we were both masturbating each other right there.