We were both silent for a few minutes.i had just experienced a mind blowing orgasm from his finger fucking.After some time i had one hand on his thigh...and rubbed slowly as he continued to look at me and kiss. He took my hand and placed it on his crotch. I felt the hardness of his cock through his jeans and gripped tightly. As we continued to kiss, i placed my other hand on his crotch too and pulled the zip down slowly. He knew it was going to happen.i stopped kissing him after pulling his. Let me describe my experience in sex party.I have a NRI friend Rahul, who was notorious in through hot parties , whether it’s his Birthday , New year ,Christmas , or any occasion he needs a reason to through a affluent hot party , with no limit to hot girls , alcohol , drugs. This story is regarding a hot party thrown by him on getting passed in the examination in his father farmhouse. I had dressed sexy for the party like Stifle of American pie wearing silk French republic white shirt match. Her arms pulled him closer as his hands rubbed harder against her pussy and his cock rubbed deep inside her. They needed each other and all other thoughts fell away into the darkness as they reached climax. With one last thrust, he came inside her. As he stood there for one long moment dizzy with pleasure, he felt the twitching spasms of her fading orgasm surround his cock. She wrapped her arms around him holding on as though he was the last valuable thing on earth. Finally he pulled out and. "I hope no one comes in." He prayed, then let loose with his bladder. He sighed when he'd finished, finding the relief to be the same, then he saw how wet he was between his legs. Quickly he used some toilet paper to make sure that he was dried off, then slipped his costume back on right. "I always wondered how people could go to the bathroom in spandex costumes." he muttered, thinking about the comic book super heroes and how much of a pain it must be for some of them to just take a .