She was 5’7 “, quite tall for an indian girl.The CEO had other ideas, he wanted fast track her into all forms , so he flipped her around and tried...to enter her from the backside and he asked her to arch her back so that he can have enough access.But she being heavyset frame , her cunt was buried deep inside her fat thighs.So he asked her to stand at the edge of the bed and arch there. This was perfect for his cock to enter and he put a blob of saliva into her cunt which was still lubricated. But I didn’t know what to say. So I let him do what he was doing.He got bold and his next step was to untie his pyjamas and take one of my hands and put it on his penis while he opened my shalwaar and put his hand on my vagina. His penis was long and thick so I got too scared and moved my hand off his penis. But he continued to move his hands around my vaginal area slowly bringing his fingers around my clit and rubbing it. Till now I was trying to hold his hand and remove it but with each. And I'd often get a show with her wearing something I knew she hadn't cleaned since I'd used it! mmmmmmmmmmm I still get rock hard thinking about all my dried cum touching her tanned skin...especially touching those special places she'd only let me see through thin layers of material! When she went away to college, she said I could move into her room (which was bigger and had a small bathroom) as long as I cleaned it up for her and put her stuff in storage. Sounded cool until I saw what a mess. Once she was seated each placed a kiss on her cheeks as Tristan pulled the covering from the cake it covered. The cake was in the shape of a bunny's head and Wendy laughed at it as Eddie pulled out a camera to snap a few quick pictures. Moments later eighteen candles merrily burned for a moment as we serenaded Wendy with the traditional song and cheered as she extinguished the fire with one long breath.The cake was quickly cut up, with our group of seven having the first pieces, but later ones.