You lick your lips. I slightly open my eyes to look up at you watching me. You feel satisfaction knowing that I’m about to give you more and more mo...ning. More signs of pleasure. More reaction. You start a series of thrusts, but ever so slow ones. My eyelids flutter as my mouth parts and my head tilts back as if I can’t take it any longer. As if I’m on edge. Your lips embrace mine over and over and over. You grind deep inside of me once more before demanding again that I beg for pleasure. I’m. Abhi vo bazar gaee hayin daar sa wapis lotain gee, acha tujha bohat pata hai, itna kam karo gee? Maina kaha mai kar doon gee abhi tum mara pass bethoo, mujha acha lag raha hai, maina aik hath bhabi ki choot par rakh kar choot ko masalna lagi, uffff ab main tujha kasa samjaon ya bhabi ap ho bohat chalak maza be la rahi ho or nakhra be dekhate ho, bhabi hansna lagi, phir mai bhabi ka upar char kar sofa par bath gae or bhabi ka boobs dubana lagi, bhabi be maree choohneyoon ko masalna lagi maina. She raised her head just in time to see me run my tongue over her clit."what are you doing" she said " I am going to give you pleasure with my tongue","just lay back and enjoy it". My tongue worked feverishly on her clit and tongue fucking her. She moaned until she let out a little squeal as her juices flowed into my mouth. She wiggled and jerked as my tongue lapped up her sweet virgin love juice.I stopped when she started to get sensitive aand asked if she liked it. She said she had never felt. Her mind was in a whirl. She heard her husband offering her to the men. She was now being mauled, touched, fondled, her most intimate places being explored. Yvonnes head was still lowered in embarrassment. Those gorgeous, hard cocks kept brushing against her thighs. She longed for them. She couldnt wait any longer. Should she touch them? Should she fondle them as the men were fondling her? Would she look a slut if she touched them? She didnt care, her hands lightly took a cock in each. They.