She sucks you, then me. She licks our balls, and even teases each of our assholes with her tongue. She tries to deep-throat each us as we have our tur.... She kneels and orders both of us on our feet, as she continues to switch back and forth sucking on us. She then jacks both of us together and glides both cocks in her mouth at once, straining to not gag with her stuffed mouth. She stands and runs each hand up both of our chests, and brings us all in for a kiss. Each of us takes turn kissing. I said “Yeah..Workout then go out with a friend from work”. Actually what I meant to say was “Thinking about you and masturbating the whole night thinking about you”. “Well that’s nice…anyways I think you have nice biceps…” She stepped backward and felt my biceps….and she had that look…that look which said…”I want you now Sid”. But honestly I lacked the balls. Being an Indian man I could never take a cue. She climbed the stairs and I walked right behind her…looking at her inner thighs.. Rawal finally cummed inside me and lay beside me exhausted. My vagina was sore and I lay on my stomach, watching Mr. Rawal lie down and gather his breath. A load of semen was so much, I could feel the semen flowing out of my cunt.Mr. Rawal went and made another drink and this time he dipped his cum stained cock in it. He made sure he cleaned his cock and all the remain cum mixed with the drink. He came over and gave the drink to me. I said no, but then again forced me to drink it.While tasting. Her nipples and cameltoe were again plain to see.She went straight into the lounge room, but noticing that I had a pool, she kept walking out onto the patio, which was completely private.“Wow, what a great pool – can I have a swim later?” she asked. I told her you bet.I’d made a huge jug of [extra strong] Pina Colada and poured us both a cocktail. I told her it was like a fruit punch and thought she was old enough to drink, to which she bravely replied of course. “Cheers,” we said at the same.