“Get harder.” She giggled and took a breath. “Oh God!” she moaned, pressing her clit.“That’s not fair,” he breathed.“Oh fuck!” she m...aned.“It doesn’t count if you’re not actually masturbating.”“Maybe I am,” she whispered, she took in a ragged breath as she penetrated herself, one quick dip of her finger into her tight hole, making sure he could hear it.“Oh really?”“Oh fuck!” she moaned quietly, trying to tease him. “Yes really,” she breathed.“What’re you doing?” he asked. His voice had gotten. The oil made it slick. My cock slid along that cleft as I leaned and reached for her shoulders spreading oil as I rubbed up her spine. Finally I directed my cock downward in between her thighs and let the head glide along her pussy lips and touching her clit. Soon enough, the end of my cock slid its way into that warm, wet cavern of carnal delight. In other words, I was getting ‘lucky’ at last. The oil was making our bodies slick and the feeling as I stroked in and out of her pussy was very. Mehak was wearing a night gown tonight, the upper two buttons of which were open and not so big but rounded boobs were trying hard to come out. For my surprise tonight she wasn’t wearing a bra. I slowly moved my whole body downward, so that my face is opposite to her boobs. I don’t know what has happened to her, she moved towards me, and her boobs pressed my face really hard. I could feel her nipples touching my lips. Now I was sure that my didi was also awake and enjoying the sex game. I got a. I stopped my hand action on his cock at a critical time.“Are there any other members of the group?” I asked again, my hand wrapped around his throbbing cock but not masturbating it. He got the message.“Yes. You promise not to tell.” he said “There are two girls in the group”“I had heard that” I said “can you tell me who?” I slowly stroked him up and downAgain he hesitated, I froze the action.“Well if you must know and you promise to keep it a secret the girls are G the hairdresser’s daughter.