He was mewing and moaning and slurping. Andy came back with a some cushions from the lounges by the pool. He stuffed them under me as he gave Kurt som... lube. Kurt started to lube up my ass. Andy kneeled down next to me and put his cock to my lips. I started to gently kiss it as Kurt started working his fingers in my ass. Kurt started blowing me while slowly fingering me. I was more kissing and licking Andy's shaft then blowing him. Pretty soon I was licking his balls and he straddled my head.. ” Ennanga, ivvalavu perusaa irrukku, yen husband 5 inches dhaan, thickness kooda kammidhaan. Can I touch it ?”( What it is so big, my hubby’s only 5 inches and thickness is less)“Makku makku ! adhukkaagadhaan naan open saenjhaen.”(Stupid! that is why I oped it) She leaned over from the other side of the table and reached out.Kritika Reddy is a tall girl about 5′ 8” and dusky, she reached out started stroking him.After a few strokes, she started to feel the roughness and the skin fold was not. Also I amdying of shame, some vestige of maleness or pride or something else makesme aware of how humiliating I must appear, but also I am made aware by myshudders of the intense pleasure I feel being here naked and exposedbefore Mistress. This is not anymore how it was before, that feeling offencing with Mistress's mind, try to outguess her. Those beginnings,those heady times when like a patient sculptor she would chisel away atme, chipping away to remake me in the image she wanted in more. She happened to see me kiss my wife at the airport before this trip and realized I was a lesbian. I didn’t hide it, but I also didn’t advertise it. Some people get weirded out by it.I realized she saw it when she made a small mention of my wife after dinner. She didn’t make it a big deal, but it did take our conversation in directions it had never gone before.I wasn’t sure what to say. She wasn’t acting like someone interested or what we like to call ‘bi-curious’. She was being so.