Jerking Alex with her palm, Savita focused on tasting Neetu’s juices, making her pussy wet and lubricated enough for Alex to drill.Savita was one of...the best pussy eaters Neetu had ever encountered. Savita held two of her fingers and gently slid those deep inside Neetu’s dripping wet pussy, making her moan like a slut. Gently tapping her clit, Savita rolled her finger inside, and Neetu screamed with pleasure.Savita ran her finger ferociously inside Neetu, tracing her insides and rubbing against. It was going to be heavenly wrapped around my hard cock. But that was to come later. I gradually increased the speed with which I slid my fingers in and out of her marvelous pussy. Her moans grew louder with the rhythm of my fingers. It still wasn’t enough…she still wasn’t screaming. Being ever more determined to hear this goddess scream at my bidding, I took her clit into my mouth and sucked firmly. My hand was now moving at an incredible rate, I was putting a considerable amount of pressure. .)On the occasion of one very loud and happy party on a Saturday night, it was carnival time, and no, it was already almost morning, I’d had enough and wanted to go home. I’d taken my bicycle along and had locked it in my shop – and I’d lost my keys! I went back to the party to ask my co-worker for his key, but he wasn’t there anymore. What now?Outside I met Andrea. I told her about my problem, and all she said was: ‘Come with me!’ She drove to where my co-worker lived (and luckily, she didn't. “What's a beautiful young thing like you doing with a reprobate like Ian? If I was a bit younger I'd try and steal you off him, that's for sure.”“Geoff!” said Anna. “Don't be so rude. You're a guest here. And you may have forgotten but you're a happily married man.” She dug him in the ribs; there was a certain playfulness about the way she spoke and the way she nudged him that suggested she wasn't entirely unused to this from her husband.“You know I'm just teasing, my sweetest wife,” he.