The word “Slut” was written on her forehead with a pink lipstick. She stood up, looked at her reflection in the mirror, and she immediately felt s...ck. She threw up into a sink, then she washed her face with a cold water and immediately felt better. She wiped word “Slut” with a towel and soap. Then she went into the living room, looking for her clothes and underwear.Most party goers already left, only a few remaining drunk men slept on a sofa and on a chair. The room was in disarray. Party goers. ”(Lick my pussy for me, faster).I smiled and sat next to her. The horse climbed over me and asked, “Nan tullu ninge ista aaglilva, yaake neenu nekthilla?” (You did not like my pussy, why are you not sucking then?)I grabbed her neck, and my lips went closer to kiss those angry, hungry lips. She pushed me away. After a few minutes of tempting Samyuktha to the peak of the heat. I grabbed her legs, parted them, and lifted them. I impatiently pulled away her wet thong out of her legs.There it was,. Blake stepped forward and raised his hand."Come here, baby," Jo purred, hooking her finger at him. "And bring that hard cock with you."Blake climbed on top of her, assuming the position. He looked down between them and whispered "Aren't you supposed to... clean up?" Don't worry, baby. Go ahead," Jo whispered back. "It'll feel good I promise."Blake nodded and lowered his hips, allowing Mrs. Capshaw to take him in her hand and put him where he needed to be. "Ready?" He asked.In response, Jo. Harry saw her shapes clearer then he had ever seenHermione�s because Pansy had shave most of her hair off. Harry felt himself muchcloser to climax then he wanted and took a deep breath trying to relax himself.�Hurry up will you?� Pansy asked as Harry still hadn�t been able to get hisshirt off. She put her right hand between her legs and started rubbing herselfwhile watching him removing his last clothes.It was a beautiful sight and Harry gave up on unbuttoning his shirt and tore itoff hoping.