You couldn't have known about the experience I'd had before we met, the one with a selfish lover whose inept attempts left me far less than enthused a...out this aspect of the erotic arts.Still, you recognized the panic that clouded my face, and you called #3's name, gesturing for him to back off.#3 took his time in complying and drew a slow waggling lick upward from the honey source, stopping just short of the pearl before he pulled away. The sensation nearly made me pass out; the overhead light. ’ ‘That’s a good little slave.’ When the tiny bottoms joined the rest, Elly started moved exotically to the music once again. Completely naked, she got into a slow sensual dance. She shook her blonde mane of hair. She leaned forward and her hair completely covered her face. Then she’d stand with her head fully back and show me her hair nearly touching her sweet ass. She started playing with her tits and nipples again pulling them until they were extended quite a way from her body. What. A perfect chick back those days, we both started dating from our first year of college, I used to regularly go to her place for tuition and spend lots of time together listening to music, studying, watching TV, and hangout with common friends and her elder sister Kritika another hot property, even used to talk to her mother a lot, Natasha’s mother was where both sisters got their good looks from. I always used to praise her mother for the beauty that she was, but used to be a bit shy in front. One night I was laying on my back, wearing pajamas (a matching flannel shirt and pants) and I awoke. I could clearly feel one of my tits being grabbed. I looked down my body and saw movement. Mark was laying to my right, pressed up against me and his hand was clutching my left breast. And not just clutching.. But grabbing, squeezing, kneading, massaging! I couldn’t see his eyes to tell if they were open and he was awake, or if he was having some pubescent teenaged sex dream and this was all.