May be she was slipping her hand between her legs; may be she was rubbing her swollen clit; may be her cunt was getting as wet as mine and may be she ...as making herself cum like I did in the ladies room.Early morning I had seen Barbara was wearing an elegant suit at work.When I entered her office, she was sitting at her desk and I could see her tight skirt had slid up her long legs, showing her stockinged thighs.She had on a white blouse and it was pulled tight across her breasts…Barbara smiled. Once when my father said that he will visiting China, he suggested us to visit some place outside Mumbai as this time he will take at least a month to return. I immediately suggested that we must visit Goa and so everyone agreed. After my father left we booked the next train to Goa and also informed the travel agent to book a hotel near the beach. We all checked-in the hotel at 5 in the evening and decided to visit the tourist attractions in and around the city the next day. The next day we all. But he ... loses control, and ravages the girl. Thoroughly.”Triss and Jen shared a few confused blinks. Hunger equals ravaging?Jen was the first to laugh. “That explains why Damien fucked her in public.”“K, well, maybe not, then,” Triss said. Of course Jen gave her an evil glare, so Triss just shrugged at her, a ‘maybe’ shrug. Now was not the time to try and get into Sándor’s pants.He nodded, took another drink, and leaned back against the coffin behind him as he looked up at nothing.“Elen can. The softness of your thighs on both sides of my head is dreamlike. The taste of your juice and the feel of your shaven lips are too much to handle. My mind wanders while I drink in your passion and taste you for the first time. This must be a dream. The crowd around us is getting larger. Two men walk over to the limo and, as if written in a script, begin to fondle each of your breasts. Your response is to reach down and unzip them each and pull their cocks out of their pants so that you can.