Then as the blouse was of a thin material cloth to it started tearing off quickly and then he took the other part of blouse and threw it towards Pawan...and he started smelling it. Then Zahirul pulled me with my bra strap and I came along with it. He quickly grabbed by back and opened the hook of bra and gave it to Sumit and Sumit licked it and started touching me. Zahirul started pulling off my saree of my waist along with petticoat. But it was not coming off so easily so Sumit holded my hands. While he is fucking me, I feel his body getting warmer behind me and he starts to have a glaze of sweat on his muscles, which makes me moan at the thought of licking his sweaty nipples. I want to turn over but he won't allow it and holds me down by my hair and waist making me feel every deep stroke of his. When he's ready to cum, he tells me to pull my ass open which I do but he demands I open it more, and buries inside of me balls deep and I feel a big warm rush in my ass along w/ a lot of. Well jerk harder then honey, I wanna cum. So I gave him a hand job while he fingered me under the table with my tits hanging out for everyone to see. They had to know I thought, but I didnt care. He came all over my hand and himself, and when he was finished he pushed my hand up to my mouth. Lick it clean for me baby, come on. I put my hand to my mouth and tasted my first cum, it wasnt bad. There wasnt much but I licked it clean while he put his cock back in his pants. He smiled sliding out of. I stayed there for a moment and watched him; he still looked hot and thirsty so I invited him inside. “Nice house” he said, “You been here long?” “No”, I said, “Only a few months”. He sat down under the fan and wiped more sweat from his face, looking as though he may pass out. “Do you want a cold shower or something?” I asked, hoping it would stop him from passing out or getting heat stroke. “That would be great” he said, “You sure you don’t mind?” “Oh, its fine” I said, “I’ll get.