"My Cleeet. Leek my Cleety," Yvonne moaned, jerking on Megan's hair again.Megan searched upwards with her tongue and found the hard little clit, then ...egan to rasp her tongue across it, desperate to stop the hair pulling which was sending needles of pain into her skull.She tasted Yvonne's salty girl milk, feeling it coating her tongue and lips as she continued to lap at the girl's clitty."Suck meee! Suck meee," Yvonne gasped.Megan tried to get her lips around the girl's clitty and suck it,. What we liked most was her arms around my neck, one of mine behind her shoulders and the other free to caress her smooth warm body anywhere it could reach.While she enjoyed my hand anywhere, we got the most delight from softly caressing and squeezing her solid breasts with frequent nipple-rubs. Forays below her silky pubic hair into the realm of Miss Clitty's bedroom left us both gasping.Since we were sharing our sensations, we made every stroke of my fingers on or inside her labia the most. As I sat there with a pit in my stomach and unable to respond she teasingly says you're wife is fucking down stairs and your waiting for her up here oh my god this is great I meet this guy thinking I'm going to get laid and he is waiting for his wife to finish fucking her boyfriend! Wow what luck. I look at her and say that's a lie your drunk, you don't even know her. she stands up and grabs my crotch leans in to my ear and says ok I will show you but if you see her fucking I get to suck your. It was painful. In pain, I bit Piyush’s dick.“Ma’am,” he screamed. He pulled his cock out. “Sorry,”I replied apologetically. “It hurts. I have not been fucked in almost 5 years.”“Don’t worry ma’am, tonight, we will fuck you to the core,” said Sameer, pushing in and out. Piyush knelt down and began sucking my boobs. I was now moaning.“Aaaaahhhhh yeah! fuck me… fuck me more… Give it to me… ”“Yeah! You want more, huh? You want more, slut?” said Sameer, increasing his speed. “Fuck me hard, you.