.The girls were still in their training gear, one was wearing a pair of black lycra tights and a black lycra bra top the other was wearing a very slin...y and very revealing shiny black lycra catsuit, they both looked gorgeous a bit sweaty but still gorgeous. From now on I knew them as tights girl and catsuit girl, almost like my own sexy superheroines. I was in my old black leggings and a white t shirt, my leggings were a little too tight, I was naked underneath and the seam had dug right into. I moved my chest in the guise of massaging her in such a manner that her nipples got friction through my chest muscles.Her breath was becoming heavy and she was gasping for air under my weight. I took the advantage and made myself up but to be there I took some oil in my palms and started applying to her neck muscles. She smiled and said You are a perfect lady massage. I replied by saying Thank you Nisha. I deliberately took her name for the second time.I took more advantage and my hands. She pulled away and I crawled on the bed. Her arms went around my neck as I moved in to kiss her mouth. She was aggressive and soon she was trying to get me to move between her legs. I broke away and crawled between her thighs.She watched in amazement and gasped when my tongue slipped inside her sopping wet pussy. I slipped a finger inside and it felt completely different than Madhu Aunty. I turned my finger up and started rubbing around and her fingers found my hair.“God, you’re beautiful. His eyes met mine for a moment and then he quickly looked away. I saw him blushing and felt like blushing too.He continued to scan the movies and the moved towards the toys near me. He eyed several molded boobs and fake vaginas. He wanted to laugh when his eyes widened as he saw an almost "real" looking pussy.He looked over at me again and walked towards me. He stood in front of me and smiled shyly."Hey, you come here often?" He asked and laughed to himself. I wanted to laugh too."You want to.