Charming teases but also extremely good looking. Both were taller and thinner than I. Émile, from Montréal, was wraith-like, with long blond hair. T...pically his jeans were sprayed on somehow, a nice bulge in front, and pert buns behind. Robert, from Mogadishu (Somalia) was more toned and muscled, with very short black hair. He was dressed more conservatively, but even so it was clear he carried some serious equipment.I was looking forward to their company, not to mention the chance to watch. As our kiss deepened and became more urgent, I rubbed my throbbing, wet pussy against her thigh, sliding against her skin, needing the friction in an attempt to satisfy the ache in my core. Wanting to be closer to her I sat up, pulled her right leg closer to me and positioned my pussy against hers. The sensation was electric, I clutched her thigh closer, starting to rub my clit against hers, our wet openings mashing against one another making hungry, slurping noises. My clit buzzed with. Phir uske uppar uske waist par baith gaya aur uske jamper ko padhne laga aur woh roti rahi khob.uske bra to phadh kar uske boobs ko suck karne laga magar woh bhut move kar rahin thi bachne ke liye so maine usko boobs ke teats ko cut kiya khoob zor se aur woh chikh kar rone lagi.phir maine apne sare kapde utare aur apno cock uske mouth me diye but she was not opening her mouth aur maine zabardasti uske mouth me daal kar push karne laga toh usne bite kar liya aur mujhe bahut gussa aagaya aur. Nadine giggled as I wrote – it must have tickled somewhat.“Stand up again. Turn to face me. Hands above your head.”“Yes, Sir.”I used one hand to pull her panties up snugly and hold them there while I wrote Disobedient Little Slut on the front as well. In her position Nadine couldn’t really bend her neck far enough to see what I was writing, but I could see her watching. I finished and snapped the cap back onto the marker.“Can you read upside-down, Nadine? Look down here.”Keeping her arms in.