As I shamelessly realized what had happened, and lay spent from my exertions, all activity came to an end.The helper released my hands and opened his ...oor and stepped out, I saw him looking down at my with his monster dick swinging above my face. He reached down and again pinned my arms down. The driver stood up also, and leered down at my near naked body. my saree was bunched around my waist, my panties ripped apart, my blouse had been torn open, and my bra straps slipped off my shoulders. i’s. " I don't want to talk anymore," I said as I approached him putting my face to the side of his neck breathing heavily while my hands undid his belt buckle. He was clearly surprised by this, but I didn't encounter any resistance from him. I mean how could he when his gorgeous wife was dressed like this and wanted him so badly? Had my libido increased, or had it simply been kick-started again by the events of this afternoon? It didn't matter, what mattered was what was about to happen and I. He then hastily pleaded for me not to tell his parents. Matty was so worried that I had to put my hand momentarily on his chest to calm him down. HIs heartbeat seemed to go faster and I had to tell the nervous young man to look in my eyes before telling him he needn’t worry. That I knew what a bad influence Bennett was and planned to have a word with him when he returned.While my hand was on Matty’s chest, I couldn’t help but feel the lean muscle under the material of his baggy t-shirt.. Later that evening, showered, satisfied, lying on the bed in a triangle, my head next to Ben’s depleted (yeah, right! A few tongue flicks and it’d come right back up) dick, Bink’s head lying on my thigh, her breath tingling my pussy, her own pussy just a few sniffable inches from Ben’s face.“For two girls with horrible haircuts, y’all wear me out,” Ben sighed. He twisted sideways, kissed Bink on her pubic mound.Well, if she gets that, I get this. Sometimes it’s not about coming. Sometimes it’s.