I enjoyed a longer period of stimulation the second time, not wanting my fingers to leave my pussy.But I steeled my willpower and wrenched my fingers ...way one last time. This constant interuption of clit stimulation was driving my pussy wild. I felt sorry for my pussy as it clenched, gaped, and weeped. The whole thing was completely excruiciating. I couldn\'t stand to wait it out, so I began rubbing my clit with my left hand fingers while my right hand fingers soaked in the icy water. Left. She was driving and I was sitting beside her. I asked her to drive slow so that we could have a little fun. It was night so there was not much traffic on the road. I looked at her, she looked at me, we both smiled. The smiles were telling us how badly we wanted each other. She was wearing a red sari. I put my hand on her thigh. She didn’t react and kept looking at the road.Then I slowly moved my hand to her ankles and started pulling her sari up. She was startled and naughtily said what you are. The matching bra and panties were some of the sexiest ones I owned. The bra was a red satin push-up half bra with tons of lace trim and the panties were ultra-french cut. He was so humiliated that I had talked him into my undergarments that all he could do was stand with his head down. When I grabbed my dress to slip it on him I finally had hit his limit. Chris went into a little pissy fit about how he was not going to wear a dress as he tried to unhook his bra. Before he could unhook it, I. He pushed his fat long thick headed cock back up inside me and I felt my titties bouncing up and down and I could hear the door open and one of the men came inside the room. I could barely keep my eyes open. I knew there was someone else in there. He pulled out his cock was dripping. He told me that was my pussy juices. He said he was about to cum so he pulled out. He put his cock to my mouth and I sucked it licked it and stroked him at the same time. I saw the man sitting on the chair in.