The attention from two handsome athletic black men coupled with the vodka laced drinks that she had unwittingly consumed was making Sue putty in their...hands. More drinks were bought and by the time she had finished the third alcohol laced drink a large glass of wine had been bought to replace it. Feeling lightheaded and not wholly in control of what was happening she sipped at the wine as the conversation and compliments flowed. “Are you OK” asked Craig when she put her head in her hands and. ..Mmmm, hmmm, mmmm..' And back to sucking. Then, 'Don't you wanna come, Tony? Let me help you cummmmmnnmmm.....' Now she was taking as much of my big dick as she could into her throat and jacking the rest of it with her hand. 'Just a big sister helping her little brother out...' she said while gasping for air and jerking my dick. But I had a feeling she was getting just as much out of this whole thing as I was. Was this in her plans all along? Ever since the table dance?She saw the look on my. As I felt those four slim fingers slither about like baby eels inside of me, I tried my best to stay strong. But my knees were shaking and my calves were aching. As my knees began to buckle, Louise snapped, “No, you must take this all like a woman!” and pushed me back up with her wiry little arm. She had me change places with her, thereby giving the backs of my thighs support from the bed’s footboard. When I attempted to plant my bottom on the top of the oaken rail, Louise repeated, “No my. Fir Pooja boli – Chupchap seh le thoda. Agar ye chodna band kar diya na to fir itna bada lund milega bhi nahi.Maine pehli bar Pooja ke muh se ye suna tha. Aarti bechari khub royi, tadapi par main uska gand marta raha.Pooja bhi baith gayi aur boli – Daksh! Jab tak ye shant nahi hogi tab tak eski gand marte reh.Karib 20 minutes ke bad mera hi juice nikal gaya. Pooja se raha nahi gaya aur lund sidha muh mein le li. Woh kabhi mera juice waste nahi karti hai, pura pi jati hai.Thodi der mein Pooja ne.