He tells me to reverse the bend over position so I am bent over backwards my arms behind my head, hands on the same chair; legs wide apart. He repeate... the same instruments to my spread open pussy 6 times each. Telling me to keep my hands on the chair he knelt beside me, then felt my pussy to see how wet I had become, the answer was very, my arousal was making my pussy drip, then he proceeds to insert more fingers, then with an ease that surprised me, he fisted my pussy. Then he leant over and. She slips her fingers inside her wet pussy…moaning as she does so. My eyes are glued on her. And once again, just by looking at her, i know what she wants of me.I get off the bed, down on my knees in front of her and gently part her legs. She moves forward slightly so that her dripping pussy is right above my face. And so i get to work. My tongue in and out of her hole, my fingers rubbing her clit, roopa encouraging me. “oh yes, bahanchod…stick that tongue deep inside of me…god that feels. He tentatively placed his arm over Emma’s shoulder and a look of relief crossed his face when Emma did not object. Emma suddenly placed her hand on Tom’s thigh and lifted herself up and said, “Fancy a beer? I was told to help myself so we are allowed.” “Yeah, why not,” said Tom. And Emma quickly jumped up and disappeared into the kitchen. As soon as Emma was out the room, Tom pulled at the front of his shorts in an effort to hide what appeared to be a fairly sizeable erection. He had to quickly. Her body was surprisingly hot, and hands – icy hot, and her brown eyes. Her hands already with the power caressed my thighs, and his face remained impassive – the most alive, changeable, the most beautiful. Margo is the cat rubbed his head on my chest, cold fingers touched my pubic hair, making him shudder. The cold of her hands and the heat of the breath brought me to the last stage of initiation. If she even hesitated, I would have probably fainted, but she did not hesitate – her hand went.