Underneath her, I lick her breasts, sucking a nipple when I can catch it in my mouth. Again I ask if I may cum, and this time you say, “Not yet." Fr...m beneath Lisa, I can see you lift Lisa’s chin and kiss her, then nibble on her neck. I think I hear you say something, but I’m not sure. “You may cum when I say one,” you tell me and start the count down from five. Lisa sits up on her knees, taking her hands to my breast as Jack takes his fingers out of her ass and puts them on her hips. All I am. I shock my head yes. He pulled them out clinched his thumb between them and press his hand to my now gaped hole and pushed. Fist knuckle, second knuckle, and 3rd knuckle I pushed down humping his hand. YESSSS as his fist drove in. As his wrist then his forearm “MORE, HARDER, FASTER I screamed pushing down with all my might.His hand and about 4 inched of his forearm fucking me I pulled off my slip so I could see and run my hand over the outline of his hand push my belly out from the inside. I. That I was sick for encourging it.But... as disparaging and insulting She was on my very worth as a person and woman, I inhaled each email from Her like it was PURE oxegen!Then I wake up next morning, guilt and shame catching up with me, full of self loathing anger for what I'd aloowed myself to sink to, for the woman who was laughing and who I meant nothing to, but for whom was fast becoming the focus of my life.Then I'd write Her back, sharing my most depraved and lurid sexual fantasies with. “Match is going to start we have to remove the covers from the pitch,” and first he removed my saree from my shoulder.Then one by one hook of the blouse. I didn’t wear a bra that day. He ran right palm on my left breast, soothing it. Then took the stiffened nipple and pinched it hard. With his left hand, he pulled the frills of my saree. It fell at my feel. Inner lahanga followed suit and also my panty which had already turned wet.By the time I pulled his T over his head. By seeing his strong.