I touched her pussy with my fingers, which she met with a sigh of approval. I began to finger her with hands, one penetrating her and massaging her g-...pot, the other softly massaging her clit. I began to increase my speed and intensity, and she responded with quickening breath and shaking after a few minutes, she put her hand on my head and forced it into her crotch. I began to lick her slit and clit, all the while penetrating her with my index finger, which she met with intense pleasure. A few. "I never date men who work for my father, but you really intrigue me." Sitting close to me with her hand on my thigh, she asked me personal questions - was I dating anyone, had I been married and the like. She crossed her pretty legs and I was surprised to see the tops of her hose had the snap connectors of a garter belt. This is another of my fetishes and to see one this close gave me an immediate hard on. She must've felt it grow, as she moved her hand to cover it and gave it a squeeze. . Maybe it didn’t feel that bad after all.When John was finished he half sat, half collapsed next to Brianna. “That was amazing. I never knew… I never knew it could feel like that.”Brianna took several seconds to catch her breath to the point where she could speak. “Me either,” she said quietly.Courtney looked on. “So… when is it my turn?” she asked playfully, wanting to start learning how to do things like that but not wanting to ruin the moment they had just shared.“It’ll take me a few minutes. Now with one hand on his cock and other rubbing his balls and thighs I was gaining the speed when I felt his hands on my head. This time he was trying to chock me out and he was thrusting it too. With all the moaning he stopped me and push me to the wall and went on his knees and returned the favour to me. Then we went to his bed.This time Sanju was more dominating in kissing and body play and with all the play going on he said ‘we do not have lube, can we try with coconut oil’. I was shocked.