Shit I was squeezed between the pair and I loved it. Cock nuzzling into my body front and back. My tits getting licked. My neck nibbled. My pussy fing...red. My arsehole poked. My mouth caroused by tongue. Both my hands full of cock. Good sized peckers too. My earlobes licked. Nothing planned. It all just happened. Cocks look good poking out of well cut suit pants. I was bent over by Jason to suck his rod and the smutty bugger James eased his dick straight into my pussy from behind as my head. “Tristan…God, your cock feels so damn good.” She moaned again as he fingered her ass and fucked her hot pussy. “I want to feel you cum all over my hard cock!” He began to fuck her pussy harder and faster, still playing in her asshole, and soon he could feel her pussy getting tighter around his cock. He knew she was going to explode her hot juices all over him. “Fuck me harder, oh god yes, that’s it baby!” He kept pounding away, not sure if he could hold out much longer. She yelled out with. I felt a bit weird when he took my hand and led me out onto the dance floor for the first dance. He put his arms around me tenderly and softly pressed me into his body. We danced like that for a while. I could feel the heat of his body and the smell the alcohol on his breath. None of the guys I had in college ever treated me so nicely and so tenderly. I just relaxed and enjoyed the dance. A few heads did turn to look at us on the floor but I just smiled and followed his lead. Laurindia or. Falak told her that as he had punished her in the past and she still had not changed her attitude, he had now brought her to me her to me to see if my punishment would alter things. Aarti was wearing western clothes of a skirt, and top which surprised me and I told her that if she came to me in future she would have to be dressed in a traditional Indian sari to which she agreed she agreed. I got Aarti to bend over my knee and I raised her skirt, I got Falak to pull down and remove her.