Her thighs smelled good, and of her Victoria secret perfume. I was licking her thighs with my right hand. I gently moved my hands towards Pallavi’s ...highs. I fondled Pallavi’s thighs and ran my fingertips on her inner thighs. I tried to focus on both of them and moved slightly upward.I moved my tongue tip on Shweta’s vaginal opening. I gently licked her clit. Her pussy was pinkish. I flicked my tongue on top of it. Meanwhile, I moved my fingers on Pallavi’s pussy. Carefully with my fingertips,. She ordered her husband to strip them naked while she watched then in the next room.These poor souls were strung-up, hod-tied and left to ponder their fates, while the husband dutifully disappeared and left their fate to his wife, who would enter the room in mock surprise and meander amongst them, mocking them and at the same time abusing them, telling them she would report them to her husband, a man with a furious temper who would castrate them if he found out they had erections in front of. As Ben walked towards his house, I leaned up to watch him. His muscular ass could not hide his huge hanging cock as it swung side to side, slapping against his thighs. Before I went in, he turned to look back at me and of course caught me looking at him. I was caught for the third time. I told myself that I was thirsty too, and it was no big deal to go inside. But part of me wondered what would happen if I did, "was he testing me to see if I was interested in him?" I thought to myself. I went. He laughed again, that deep, sexy chuckle that made me shiver,"What makes you think I've got anything planned?"I pouted and looked up at him as I slipped a hand into my gown and eased a breast out of it's lacy shelter,"Because you know I'm a horny little bitch uncle Otto" I grinned and looked at him as I pinched the nipple between my thumb and forefinger."You're so right" he laughed and rang a little silver bell on the bar.Almost immediately, the door opened and Amelia walked in, she was.