I noticed a couple of attractive girls sat on their own. I wondered what they were here for. Were they waiting for someone? I drank my pint and carrie... on my voyeuristic activity. I imagined one of the girls coming over to me and asking if she could sit with me a while. We get talking and then I feel something running between my legs and rubbing at my stiffening crotch. Her foot doing it’s sensual dance upon my sex. I felt myself growing in my briefs. Back to the daydream, she unbuttoned her. Are teri ungli se koi mazza nahi aa paa reha hei isse meri choot ki pyas sachmuch jag uthi hei. Too saaalala bhi meri choot ko fadkar hi chhodega. Chal ab to aaa hi jaa mere upper aur le maza meri choodaiiii kaaaaaa per soch le agar meri choot ki pyas nahi bujha paya na to gand pe laat markar gahr se bhi nikal dungi. Ab is ungli ko nikal bahar aur apna lund daal de pura meri choot mein aur kar de iski thukai. Mein to bas isi intzar mein tha meine ek jhatke se Shweta ko dusri taraf patka aur. “All we need to do is to loosen it a few links here and here,” she held up one on the cups in her hand. “And then move the clasp over to here,” she held up the portion of the back-strap pinched between her fingers. “You’re lucky I know a little bit about chainmail.”I watched intently as she took the pliers and unlinked the strap, opened a slit in the metal weave on both cups and then transferred the rings she had removed from the strap to the open portions in the cups. She made it look simple. Scott, who was used to being the dominant one in sex, found himself unable to do anything but what Cathy wanted. He was so turned on and lost in lust he thought he was going to pass out. She had stripped him and was pulling off her skirt. He saw she was wearing just a thong under the skirt. She came back on top of him, slid up so she was sitting on his face. Not needing instructions on what she wanted, he pulled the thong aside and began licking her pussy lips. She had her fingers wrapped.