I did not know what to do. Iwas trapped. She could tell my daughter what I had just done.I slowly opened my mouth while Sara stuffed in her thong. The...e I was,helpless, standing in front of this young coed with her panties in mymouth and with one piece of lace, hanging out from my lips. Saralaughed and took out her cell phone to snap a quick picture of my face.Sara then told me to take her thong home as a reward for being such agood boy. She told me to make sure I wore them that night to bed.I. I feel his head growing bigger, almost pulsating as I milk him slowly, precum still oozing out and onto my tounge. It is almost too much, and I feel the urge to touch myself becoming overwhelming. My hand drops down between my legs, to my closely shaven pussy and I notice it is dripping. He grabs my hair and starts moving it back and forth, fucking my face in slow motions. His cock is slippery with my saliva, and I brace myself as he keeps pushing further and further into my mouth. I struggle. I planned for 4 days leave before joining office. Something struck me and I proposed her to go to my sore during my 4days of leave. By that time we had exchanged our photos, numbers and I had spoken to her some 10-12 times on yahoo voice. She readily agreed and told that she will ask a friend of her to join her. I felt a kick on my butts as I could smell that chances of taking both of them is gleam and chances of having Zen is also gleam. However I couldn’t say anything expect saying yes with a. She turned and walked to the kitchen and brought milk glass.She drank it half and handed over to me. I drank and her lips were filled with milk and I started to lick them. We smooched for about 10 minutes and we were still in the dress. By that time she removed her jewels. I started to remove her saree. And she removed my shirt.I went to her blouse removed buttons and glad to see her two huge melons as she wasn’t wearing a bra. For one second I hugged her. And started to lick them. One by one..