She let out a muffled cry as I rammed my cock up to the hilt.“Oww, you’re hurting me. Please, let me get wet befo……” she started to cry out....rabbing her hips and thrusting even harder I said, “I don’t care if you’re not wet. It feels great on my cock. Just shut the fuck up or I’ll fuck you in the ass too.”“Oh shit no! Please don’t’ do that. I’ve never done it that way. I only do blow jobs and regular sex. Not that!” she begged.I didn’t give a shit what she was saying; all I knew is that the. Kailas said, come on Ambika, I am not going to do anything to you, just will take photo that’s all. Slowly I started to give him pose. I posed him like I am professional model. It went till about 9PM. We all had dinner together and had discussion photos. Later both Anjali and Kailas started talking on my beauty. Discussion went till about 10.30 almost in the night. Anjali took out bikini dress and asked me wear and come. I was little adjusted with the situation much but still there was some. She took his dick out of her mouth and sat straight up on Brian’s cock. “The bathroom is down that hall to the left,” Brian told Keith and pointed in that direction. Sarah stood and took a sip of the JD. She turned toward Brian and straddled his lap. She eased her pussy over his cock and placed him back inside her. She put her arms around him. She ran her fingers through his hair as she looked lovingly into his eyes. She leaned forward and kissed him. He put his hand on the back of her head. I was not disappointed. Gina was dressed for business but with a very provocative flair. Her pink mini skirt matched her heels. Her white blouse matched her stockings, but her breasts were aching to be freed. The buttons were ready to pop.So was I. I struggled to hide my throbbing member, but to no avail. Gina noticed it quickly. I could feel she wanted it from the lustful looks in her eyes. She’d done a good job trying to hide it. I decided to play along and tease her a bit.“I hope you don’t.