She began to stroke my hair, pushing it back so she was to kiss my neck, my cheek, and then slide her tongue inside my mouth. Our saliva mixing togeth...r, lips pushing lips. Rolling our tongues together. My arms around tess, caressing her back. Raising my legs into the air slightly, trying to draw tess in closer to me. She wriggled down to my neck, kissing me all the time , her hand finds my breast, and caresses it, tweeking the nipple between her finger and thumb. I let out a little whimper. As soon as she turned, she heard a click on the door. Mayank was standing there against the door. ‘Riya’, he said with delight in his voice. He had half expected to see her at this hour.They had had a fight last night. Riya never wanted him to go and Mayank wouldn’t stop. They had ended the conversation on a sad note. Riya told him that should he leave, she’ll forget that they even had a relationship. And Mayank was left with no choice. He chose Paris instead.Mayank was standing there in Boxers. Pam was first ,then me and last but not least ,Carol .Keith knelt behind Pam first ,lifting her sexy silky slip up and using his clever tongue and fingers pleasured Pam .Then it was my turn ,Keith hitched up my dress and his tongue went straight up my bottom hole .His fingers pulling open my cheeks so he could really excite my anus and I felt my cock start to rise and my balls filling up again .His finger replaced his tongue as he opened me up but then it was Carols turn and his face. She would take an absolute age to complete this task, make a slow, sensuous production of it, as the sorely tantalized men looked on, their eyeballs popping and their tongues hanging out.It was not uncommon, in the immediate aftermath of such displays, for one or more of the overstimulated spectators to require a visit to the toilets, and for it to take rather longer than is usual for these things. Marcia would notice gleefully when this happened and when the ‘culprit’ returned, looking.