C me hone wali hu but wo nakhre kar rahi thi ab wo side me jakar so gay ki papa ne unke uper aa gaye or unke hoth ko jorda kiss karne lage fir ek hath...unke goune ke andar chala gaya or ek hath unke chaddi ke upar fir wo jor jor se sahlane lageOr meri biwi b unka sath dene lagi bichari ek woman hone se wo apne ap ko rok nahi pai or boli ki aaj me tumhara lund muh me lu aisa bol kar wo land ko hath me liya to wo sochne lagi ki ye kya itna bada or itna mota fir wo kuch nahi kar pai tab papa ne. I was about to get up and refresh my glass when I felt a hand on my dick, but it wasn't Susans her free hand was making sure Mark didn't leave the valley of her arousal. That meant it could only had been Aarons digits which I did not object to, he knew where to touch and the right amount of pressure that was needed to draw back my foreskin. I could feel that he was stretching one finger down lower, trying to reach for my virginal rosebud, I had never had a guy, do that to me and rather than. And then the tickle-tingle came back. Now it was on her buttocks. It was as if someone was brushing the tips of the fingernails of both hands slowly down her ass cheeks. She once again shivered as the sensation moved slowly down her legs and disappeared.Again, she tried wiggling to create the sensation, and again her breasts and buttocks and then her nipples and clit were painfully shocked.Evidently movement wasn't allowed. When her body finally stopped quivering from the electrical shots. As I lifted my skirt and pulled my panties aside , showing them my perfect pink pussy, they were all shocked . A few people asked me to stop acting like a slut, but they shut up. . I looked at everyone sitting in the room and they all wanted me to have John’s cock in my mouth. I smiled and started sucking on it. “Oh, fuck,” John moaned. “That’s how I always wanted you to suck my cock,” I heard a friend saying to his girlfriend. “Get him to fuck you now,” my best friend said, and everyone.