Big and long, guarded by thick growth of hair. I parted the hair to see the cunt closely.A cunt belonging to another man was open before for my viewin... pleasure, while the master of the cunt was sleeping just above us.We were making conversations of sort through gestures as we did not want to wake up the husband.I pointed to dick and gestured to her to put in her mouth. She shook her head in negative. May be she was not fond of sucking cocks. i did not press.Slowly raised my head and could see. Tab sonu boli ” really yash bahut maza aya gand marwane main” tab jinu ne aunty se puchi ” mumy , papa ne apki gand kabhi nahi mari kya?” tab aunty ne udas ho ke bola” teri papa to ek bar hi sex karte hai daily usi main to mere liye santust hona muskil hai to phir wo gand kaise marenge”Phir jinu ne mera lund apni didi ki gand se nikal ke saf kar diya aur mujhe boli ” yash bhaiy ab mera bhi gand maro na please” tab main ne bola” tujhe dard hoga” jinu” thik hai chalega lekin maza ayega” main thik. Louise asked me if my clit was still tender and gave my ring a flick. I swear it felt like she'd touched my clit with a cattle prod, the way I jumped. It didn't really hurt but the earring sure did make my little clitoris hyper. Louise told me hers healed completely in a couple of days. I foolishly believed her when she promised everything would be back to normal by the weekend. Little did I know! By Friday afternoon when I picked up Doug at the airport, all the pain had indeed disappeared. He wasted no time dropping his jeans and I was on him like rabid whore choking down as much of his cock as I could muster. Calling him 'hung' was an understatement. This fucker was a walking cock-o-saurus. I fondled his beautiful hairless balls and sucked his cock head into my gullet with so much gusto, he shot what seemed like a quart of sperm into my stomach immediately. But I was not finished with this cock by a long mile. After sucking him off, his erection returned and now it was my turn.