Monica Davis down the street, made me put on one of those things, before I fucked her. I hated it." Well don't you worry, darling," Irma soothed. "You...ll never have to wear one of those nasty raincoats, while you're being good to your mother."Her son was a master at stringing her out sexually. He could get her all worked up and then hold off on fucking her until she was nearly frantic. He was a terrible tease, yet she loved him for it, because it always moved her up to new heights of passion.. ” Then we, all 10 of the boys in dresses, were brought tothe center of the room and arranged in a tight circle.We were placed shoulder to shoulder facing the out sideof the room. The senior girls then joined hands andformed a ring around us, each senior facing one of us.Denise was facing me; Maria was facing Carl. The seniors then all started chanting. I couldn’treally make out the words, but I’m sure that some ofthem were the same things that Maria had said when weentered the. L: Manni, nalla irukkeengalaa?(Bhabhi, how are you?)S: Nalakka irukken da Linga. Neenga ellorum eppadi irukkael? (I’m fine Linga. How are you all?)L: Ellorum nalam. Sravya eppadi iruuka? (Everyone is doing good Bhabhi. How is Sravya?)S: Sravya nalla irukka. (Seavya is doing good too)Both of us were in an uncomfortable silence for some time. Then my SIL asked:S: Enna da venum? Coffee or tea or juice? (What do you want, coffee or tea or juice?)L: Caffe Latte Manni. Ungaukku? Naan vaangaren (I. I faded back, staring up at her slippery pink crevice as she licked the remaining juice from my pussy and turned around until she was face to face with me and pressed her lips to mine. We molded into each others bodies as we rolled our tongues around in each others mouths. “How was it? Did I make you feel all nice and tingly?” Stephanie grinned.“Oh yeah, my body feels all warm inside, you made me feel so good just now.”“Good, because I'm not through with you yet.”“I don't think so, its my turn.