” “I’ll do better than that,” Shazia answered.She stuck a finger up Abdul’s asshole, making his ass-cheeks jump in the air from the sudden p...obe. “Ooooh Bhenchod, mar gaya (sisterfucker, I am dying),” Abdul groaned, “That hits the spot.” Shabnam’s presence continuing unnoticed, the horny widow did not know what to say or think. It had never occurred to her to stick her finger up her husband’s ass while they were fucking.“Put another finger up my butt, Behnchod meri gaand mein ungli dalo (put. All was quiet for several minutes, and then I heard a guy’s voice shout from far away, ?I got one of them.? I kept perfectly still, but soon began to hear rustling footsteps getting closer. From about 100’ away, I heard a little squeal from one of the girls, and another guy shouted, ?I got one here.? Footsteps were approaching my location. Should I run for it? I didn’t think I could outrun a guy who was probably familiar with the woods. I thought I’d stay put and pray that I wouldn’t be found.. She had acquired an ability to pole dance around her husband's penis such that she could bring herself and John to climax within a very short spell. At times it seemed a crime how her body could pull his semen from him almost as if he was victim to some high gravity anomaly. Within moments, he would pump his load into her. This always triggered a reciprocal response. This night was no different. As her pussy danced about this pole, her hips, juices and musculature caused an immediate and. I realized the trip was going to be even more awkward from this point on, and thought about going to the restroom for a minute. I could demean myself to jerking off in the sink there, just to solve the problem. But standing up now would be next to impossible. There was really no way out of this.But then there was.I watched as she tore the page she had been writing on off her notepad and stuff it in her purse, and turned the notepad sideways. She wrote something on it, then turned it around so I.