Vanessa had borne the brunt of the morning’s assault on this iconic structure leaving them the much less daunting task of ‘just being next’. Peo...le would still be watching but it would be nowhere near as intense as it had been when Vanessa had climbed up there.The shower that Vanessa had up there with those four girls was just beautiful even though many of the people on the ground watching her performance had started to drift off already. The area soon regained its more usual flow of traffic. I threw the dead vibrator onto the floor, grabbed the second, lip stick case size vibrator and held it on her clit. Completely exhausted, Sandra slipped from reality into that place where a woman goes when pleasure overwhelms her being and takes over her soul; where every nerve and fiber is a pleasure organ. She was in that ethereal place, deep in her core, with no awareness of her surroundings. The only thing that mattered now was more sexual pleasure; cumming again; another orgasm. She cared. I was not able to control myself and went to living and sit on sofa. When parul brought snacks for me, she bend in front of me to keep snacks on table. My eyes was stuck towards her big hanging boobs.While we having snacks, I puts my hand on her thighs and move up and down. She started having goosebumps on her leg. Then she went back to kitchen to keep all plates and bowl in washbasin. I too follow her from back without making noise and grab her soft rubber type tummy from back and pull her. I pondered if I should say anything, or let the current flow of body movements continue? As it was, I didn’t get to decide. She stood and crept towards me, slid herself to my shoulder, and ran her smooth hand along my chest. I slunk my arm behind her, gently skimming her arm with my knuckles. Her other hand slides along the waist of my pants, her cold finger brushed against my skin as she reached underneath to undo the first button. I stared into her eyes and hers into mine, as we both listened.