Your hands start running up my shirt again and you start unbuttoning my shirt, once open you sit up and bury your face between my tits. Next thing I k...ow, you've unhooked my bra and you're sucking and biting on my nipples. It's driving me crazy.I roll off so I can strip my clothes off and the next thing I know you're on your knees, spreading my knees and plunging face first between my legs. You slide my G across with your fingers and your tongue goes to town on my pussy. Darting in and out of. ”Can I see it?” she asked.“No, You can do much more with it,” I smiled. Priti gave me a mischievous smile in return, and indicated me to remove my trousers.I removed all my clothes in a moment, and guided her hand to my cock.”My God…it is so big inside…I could not have made a guess how big this could be, with your trousers on” she exclaimed. I moved my hand towards her t-shirt, and she understood what I was wanting.”No Shailendra, you are my cousin…you should not be seeing me without my. The new girl smiled up at her with baby blue eyes filled with a wistful look.She was probably remembering the party when they both shared opposite ends of Mister Gold’s grossly overweight body like a team of female wrestlers intent on winning.It was the first time either of them serviced the studio head at a party of such magnitude. The more experienced Angela had guided the virginal Sally down those depraved corridors with capable tricks learned in places of ill repute and they worked together. She was wearing a bright red Skirt Just above the knee.Black Tights and A White silky blouse with her ample boobs pushing through, With red High Heels to match. It was a warm evening so Joyce put her coat on the back seet. Most of the jouney is on A roads,and joyce hates motorways. About an Hour into the journey joyce became restless and kept changing her position in the seat. I Noticed and asked her was she ok. Joyce replied ‘ I knew i should’nt of had that last glass of wine’ ‘Its gone.