Then I pushed her back, lifted her saree, and shoved my prick roughly into her pussy. Then I started pumping in missionary style. I put my arms around...her, pulling her hair to raise her chin, then kissed her throat. She felt soft and slippery, like a Sylhet cat. Everywhere I touched, her body was silky smooth.I made her sit up with one leg around me and fucked in a sitting position. Then turned her around and tried doggy style, with her hair wrapped around my wrist. Pulling her hair like a. Kevin asked if he could join her. Karren nodded yes and Kevin sat next to her. He sat close enough to press his leg against hers. Karren felt her cock getting harder now, she hoped the bulge under her skirt would not show. Her heart was beating faster now. Her cock was growing under her panties. She shifted nervously in her seat accidentally brushing her silicone filled breasts against Kevin’s arm. Also as she moved her foot brushed his leg. Kevin smiled at her and moved closer. Kevin placed. And Mrs. Jackson, the latter of whichwas holding a camera."Okay, one more you two." Mrs. Jackson smiled as she snapped anotherphoto.Taylor glanced to his left where he saw Emily standing with her date,giving Taylor a thumbs up as another flash went off."Okay, now for one of all of you," Mrs. Jackson said.The bright light returned and suddenly dimmed. Taylor felt a hand onhis shoulder and an arm around his waist. As his vision returned, herealized he was in a ballroom on the dance floor, while a. I promised him I wouldn't open it—and I'm not the type to go back on his word—but I didn't say I wouldn't try to puzzle it out some other way. I gave it a shake, and there was a dull thud as whatever was inside of it moved around.It was longer than it was wide, and made out of some kind of rubber. There were also a couple of other things in there. Some kind of can or something, and a smaller metal object. There might have been some other things in there but I couldn't think of any way of.