Ask me to fuck you. Say please. Tell me how much you need me inside you.’ ‘Please…Sir, please, fuck me. Oh, god, I need you inside me. Please? M...ke me feel good.’ Cain lifted her up high enough to enter her and shuddered at how wet, how good it felt as her pussy swallowed him. ‘Remember what I said about your hands. Now, Anise, fuck me.’ He waited a few minutes for her to get her bearings, and groaned in relief when she started slowly rocking her hips. He cupped her breasts and guided how fast. Number Four came back in to my view and sat down. I heard a belt jingling and then a zipper; I assumed it was Number One flopping it out. I was so horny and my arse was hungry to get fucked. But Number One was taking his time; my arse was in the air waiting for him, and there were nine other guys watching and waiting for their turns. The guys that I could see in front of me were all rubbing their cocks through their suit pants.Then, Number One grabbed my hips with his powerful hands, and I felt. I believe you would also not want to go to the dungeon-like place of yours any time soon I imagine,” she replied in Hindi for the first time.We both had used some Hindi words here and there in our conversations. But this was the first full sentence that she had spoken in Hindi. (I have kept everything in English in my writing, so do not worry guys.)“As long as my stomach is full and buried somewhere between your armpits or your boobs or maybe somewhere down there, I have nowhere to go,” I. Although, the musk around her pussy was probably because of the pubic hair which only made him hornier than ever. Soon, Seema started breathing heavily, clutched her head, closed her eyes, raised her lower body (Irfan’s head followed as he continued non-stop licking) and she literally let out a scream.“AAAhhhhhhhh…. huh…. huh…,” moaned out Seema.“Whoa! Was that an orgasm?” asked Irfan as he sat up. Seema too sat up and kissed him.“Yes, thank you,” she kissed and smiled.“My turn then,” he said.