“I am imagining what your fingers would feel like inside me.” I tell him a little breathlessly. ‘Lets find out.” Is his quick reply. He starts...rubbing my thigh back and forth going up higher each time. It is making me so wet. “You have got to stop I am getting so wet.” I tell him. “but I thought you wanted to know what my fingers felt like inside you.” “No you have to stop or I will cum if you touch me pussy.’ I plead with him. “ that is what I want from you and you must obey.” he commands me.. “Devanshi had to oblige him and she licked his fingers clean.Then Devanshi took a piece and gave the birthday boy. The old man also had it from her hands and licked her fingers clean. Then his son suddenly took a piece and made her eat it, whatever was left he applied on her face and neck too.Devanshi got upset and she also took the cake and applied it on his face. While doing all this devanshi was moving which was like a lap dance to the black guy on whom she was sitting. His cock was grwing. My cock railed against my leg with eager fury. Every nerve in my body lit up like a Christmas tree, and suddenly without ever even touching my dick I felt like I was going to cum. This must have been the surprise the guys online had talked about. “No, not yet,” I told myself, and focused on my breathing. The threat of orgasm slowly backed away, with the threat to return if I even thought about how turned on I was. Thankfully, she finally pulled her finger away from my hole, but her hands. However, I had a problem, I had my back pack in one hand and my ice cream tub in the other.As the wind lifted my towel, I was not able to prevent the base of my cock coming into view. I walked past a youngish couple (20ish) and my semi swollen cock and trimmed pubes would clearly have been seen as the wind lifted my towel. I enjoyed this so much. I almost wanted to do more and I had that familiar growing feeling as I got closer to them having flashed at least three times now. They slowed down.