" He stared at my pelvis. "Lift that skirt and show me what you got!" He smiled and began a slow up and down thrust in time with the music. With the g...rls urging me on, I caught the rhythm and began to slowly lift my skirt. I couldn't believe I was even thinking about flashing him. I had worn very tiny bikini panties and, if I lifted my skirt much higher, he would be able to see almost everything. In a few seconds, I had lifted my skirt almost to my waist."Oh, yeah. . .pretty little panties.". Chelsea became more aware of her senses, but still not wanting to wake up. Through her shorts she could feel something very hard up against her backside, a throbbing, almost thumping between the cheeks of her ass.She decided to snuggle closer against the thumping, and then she felt his arms pull her closer against her.His hand began to play with her nipples, first teasing them through the tank top, and then sliding underneath her shirt, cupping and squeezing her breasts, circling and flicking. .Kya karu seth ji mera marad nashedi hai sala mujhe chodta hi nhi jethane kha ….Koi baat nahi ab jab choot ko lund chahiye mere paas aa jana. Jetha use chod hi rha tha tabhi aawaaz aai jetha jiiii yeh aap kya kar rhe hai. Jetha ne dekha ki babita ji godown mai aa chuki thiBabita waha se nikal jaati hai jetha kuch nhi kar pata. Par ab bhi wo savita ko chode jaa rha tha. Akhir jetha ne uski choot mai jhad diya. Savita chillai hai maa yeh kya seth ji andar hee bhar diya ab mai maa jaungi toh kya. Tieten for baby now,” she pleads. “Come, better you fuck arse, neuk m’n kont, okay?” she continues, extracting his penis and twisting around to proffer her backside. He pushes her torso down onto a grime-streaked metal dustbin lid, her slender brown buttocks mooning skyward. Hawking a large gob of spit onto her anus, he presses his bulging glans into the puddle of warm saliva, and lunges.She bites her lip to stop herself screaming. “Oh ja Emiel,” she mutters through clenched trembling lips,.