Clear – she wanted the ultimate. I got up to her face keeping my hands on her boobs, kissed her eyes, then lips and the neck. I told her, “Manu da...ling. Ankh kholo. Choochi ko aur jor se maalish kar dein … bolo na.” She could only say “hhmmm darling. Sunny … Aahh… Haa…aasssab kkkucch kar do.” I whispered, “Jor se ya dhire se chudwaougi.” She replied, “Shuru mein dheere se Sunny … aahh ssss hhhooo muummmuuyy … jo karma hai jaldi kijiya na.” And she held my tool tight and asked, “You men call it. I said ok and we all stood up and arranged ourselves enough to get out the door. One of our audience laughed and said "have fun" as we left. We hurried out the main door and I followed them as we circled around to the back of the theater where the parking lot was. Along the way I asked what their names were. "We'd rather not say. This is just a fantasy we're doing." the wife told me. "Oh ok." I responded. When we got to their car hubby said to his wife, "you get in the back with him". And we. She was wearing a pair of loose-fitting shorts with legs that terminated mid-thigh and an equally loose-fitting blouse over a tank top. She chose to remain seated as she methodically unbuttoned her shirt, which she casually tossed to Connie, who placed it with her own clothes. Pulling the tank top over her head exposed another nice pair of boobs, which may not have been as big as her friend’s, but which suited her slimmer body. Still seated, Camille undid the button on her shorts and lowered. Usne muze chay ke liye pucha aur maine turant han kar di jab wo kitchen ki aur ja rahi thi tab piche se kafi sexy lag rahi thi woh deep cut blouse sari aur blouse ke bich mai gap n uski gaand mast uchalte uchalte chal rahi thi…2 kin ke baad wo aai maine use pucha ki yaha is apartment mai koi flat hai rent par muze chaiye I wanat to change my flat use muze kaha ki abhi to nahi hai shayad agar koi empty hota h to mai aap ko inform kar dungi to maine use apna no diya aur use call karne k liye kaha.