Two fingers are pressing hard down on my little bean, rubbing it fast while my eyes are closed and my hips are moving against him. Then he stops rubbi...g and starts to finger fuck me, I think with three fingers as my pussy feels stretched. 'Master, please can I cum?' I ask. He doesn't reply as he knows I won't until he says so. 'Master please, please, I need to cum, please can I?' I'm begging him but this only seems to make him only work harder and faster until he suddenly stops. He pulls his. Our hips, our chests, our height, our bulk. Our sameness. It feels never-ending. Like the first kiss I ever had, I’m drunk from it, but unlike that kiss, which felt good because of the promise of what it would lead to next, this one feels different. This kiss feels like sex itself.When we finally come up for air, we don’t lose a second. We tear at each other’s clothes; he loses a button and I hear the seams of my t-shirt ripping.“What about you, huh? He murmurs, “You scared of what I’m going to. She takes it into her mouth, cheeks hollowed, lips formed into a sensual O. Her head rises and falls. The man rests his hand on the back of her neck, holding her in place for a moment, two thirds of his shaft engulfed. When he releases the pressure the penis emerges glistening with her saliva.One of the couples among the onlookers rearrange themselves. The man moves behind the woman, looks over her shoulder to continue watching the performance, but now is able to press his penis against her. Slowly, he reached her hipline. Savita was in heat now and to give encouragement to Rahul, she passed soft moans.Getting encouragement Rahul explored some more of Savita’s hipline and started to explore her pussy. The deed was done.Rahul to reach her pussy. Savita grunted,”Hmm”Rahul then started to explore her pussy thoroughly while Savita was moaning in pleasure. Rahul was having a huge boner in his pants by now. Sensing there was not much room for inhibitions except shyness between them, he.