” Sweeping her hands behind her skirt, she sits down in front of me, directly under the light, smiling. “And you’re sure dinner was alright? I�...m sorry. The meat was a little undercooked, I think.”“No, no. It was great.”“Do you really mean it?” she asks, tilting her head aside as she leans forward, crossing her legs, grinning at me.“Really, I love my meat rare,” I say. I sweep my tongue around my mouth and suck on my saliva, still recalling the juices, the mild tang of blood. “You’re too kind,”. I asked “for what you have brought these things”. She didn’t answer to my question but called her friend Divya through phone. I asked for what she called her friend. She told me that it was a surprise.Till her friend came Mythili gave me a blow job. I thought that I got an opportunity to fuck her friend too. But when Divya came after 20 minutes, I understood that her friend had not come have sex with me. She had a digital camera in her hand. I wondered what it was for. Now Mythili came towards. Jay knelt between my legs, lifting up my legs so they were almost wrapped around his back; I felt the head of his cock pressing against my ass and then a bolt of pain as he slipped inside. The pain was soon replaced by a feeling of fullness and pleasure and he started to fuck me, at the same time leaning towards Katie and snogging her as she ground herself against my face. Despite Jay's attention, my ass was still pretty tight and he did not last for long; Katie came again on my face, releasing. Wir holten uns beide einen Burger mit Pommes und Maren eine Cola. Als ich mir auch etwas zu trinken holen wollte, meinte Maren, ich bräuchte nur einen leeren Becher. Da ich ihr gehorchte, fragte ich nicht weiter nach. Maren ging voran und steuerte auf einen Tisch in einer Ecke zu, der durch eine Pflanze etwas vor neugierigen Blicken geschützt war. Dabei konnte ich den Blick einmal mehr nicht von ihrem Po nehmen. Bei jedem Schritt spannte die weiße Hose über ihren prallen Arschbacken und der.