E hu or ye meri friends hai soni(change name) or reena (change name)maine us se hath milaya or divya se hath milya to soni ne mujhe dhaka diya jis se ...ai divya k boobs se tuch ho gaya tabi reena boli chalo yaar dance floor pe reena gayi or soni boli chalo tum dono bhi to divya boli tu chal mai aati hu to soni boli oh ho matlab tujhe mil gaya or ye bol k us k boom pe hath mar k chali gayi maine divya se pucha kya chate theUs ne bola kuch nahi or boli to eshan sacha mai tum kabi hot ho dance hi. Unable to say anything, let alone think anything that made sense I just sat there staring along with Katie at the throbbing protrusion from my lap. Katie put down her coffee and made her way to the sofa. Placing two fingers down between her legs, she split her wet pussy lips open and straddled my lap. Her pussy found my cock head and as she descended, my cock slid effortlessly deep into her hot folds, she was so wet! She reached down and tugged up the hem of her tee and there before my eyes. Each couch was identified with the name of the guest. The couches were framed by two low tables; on one of them, a wide selection of viands was arrayed. The food was also prepared according to the guest's religious persuasion, Halal, Kosher and regular; there were no vegans in the audience. The second table contained an assortment of crops, small whips, satin ties and cuffs, to better encourage the slaves in their ministrations. Beverages were not kept at the tables, so as not to offend. My heart was racing like mad. I contemplated driving off and enjoying it in the privacy of my own home, but the thrill of doing it right there and then, where I had just been treated to sex-show in broad daylight, was just too tempting. So without wasting anymore time, I got my cock out and started wanking. It had been a long while since I had done anything like this, but I was older and wiser and not as nervous as I had been in the past. Taking it all in my stride, I slipped the condom over.