“Yeah that’s it you whore, take it all,” groaned one man. “Deep throat me, cunt,” spat another. Della had no choice. All this time she felt...her pussy spilling endless amounts of creamy juice out and over her thighs. Her clit was beyond hard and pleaded for her to touch it. Her hair was wet with sweat and spit and pre-cum, makeup smeared all over her face. Then the men eased off and stood in their circle Della on her knees in front of them on the hard stone floor. She couldn't clearly see. She started to rub my back. It was my turn to make some appreciative noises.She rubbed my shoulders."Would you like me to use some massage oil? I have some that's not too oily." Sure."She got a bottle of sesame seed oil out of her bag and worked on my back. Her hands moved lower, taking exquisite time with each part of my back. She shifted on the bed and started to rub my ass. She squirted oil on me and rubbed it into my skin. I started to get erect again.I got the impression that she was. Me: condom do.Maami (wid naughty smile): jaroorat nai hai.Fir mene unki choot me daalna shuru kia aur 5 min. me jharr gaya(bahut jyada excited tha me).Fir se unhone muh me lia aur lund ko khada kia. Aur ab me unhe palang pe lita k khud neeche khada hoke chod rha tha.Fir me palang pe let gaya aur unhe bola ki mere upar baitho. Ab unke dono boobs mere haath me the. Mujhe aisa feel ho rha tha ki jaise saari mann ki iccha puri ho gayi.Bada maja aa rha tha aur ab mene unki choot me hi poora muth. ‘It’s what I do,’ I assured her. ‘I know, but it’s also more than that. It’s just how you are. You’ve always been really slow and cautious with me. At first I thought it was just because I was so young and hadn’t done any modeling before, but even now… It’s been what, seven years now? Even now, even after all this time, you still take things slowly, you still make sure I’m really comfortable with everything that’s happening or that’s about to happen. With you, there’s almost never any.