Fr meine ouse outhaya or ouski jeans or panty ko nikaal dia ouski chut par ousne baalo ko design mai kaata hua tha jo ki bot mast lagg ra tha meine ou...e pucha ye kab kia to ousne bataya aaj subaih hi …Fr meine ouse goud mai uthaya or bed pe le jaake lita dia or mein ouske pairo ko chouda karke apni munia ko pyar karne laga ouski chut pehle se hi bot gili ho chuki thi ..Ouse majja aane laga or wo dheere moan karne lagi aaahhhhh ooouuhhhh …Ousne apne pairo se mera siir apni chut par daba dia or. I can hear it slide in wetly, slick with my friend's saliva. I feel it slowly stretching me open and getting wetter adding my own moisture to the mix. As I begin to push it in further I feel Heather's fingers pushing into my mouth. Closing my eyes I savor the taste of her pussy on her fingers and begin to fuck myself harder with my favorite friend. A little voice in the back of my head is still telling me I should be shocked by my behavior. I tell it to shut up and I let the physical sensations. My dick was thankful to the soft hands that touched it. She moved her hands for a couple minutes before pulling it completely out. It was raining havelis outside and the AC compartment was quiet cold. I loved the warmth of her hand. My left hand moved from her hip into her tummy and grabbed it. I felt a tongue lick the bottom of my dick. My body was at the peeks of excitement and waiting for action.I squeezed her tummy real hard and she shouted in pain. Worried that anyone would have noticed us. Cathy looked up. “You love pleasing me darling” she said “now I can thank you properly”. Her thinking was somewhat skewed but I couldn’t argue. Grabbing Miranda’s cock I pulled her closer and wrapped my lips around the erection she was begging for me to suck. Her moans told me I was doing it right.After several minutes Cathy begged me to fuck her. “Do me missionary” she whispered. I knew what was going to happen. Miranda was putting on a condom. I mounted Cathy and then Miranda mounted me. I.