I catch my breath. You slowly begin to move your finger in and out, my asshole relaxing more on each stroke, my ass gently beginning to thrust back ag...inst you. As I begin to push back with more force, you suddenly add another finger and push it all the way in. "Oh, fuck," I murmur as you keep your fingers buried in me. Then you feel me start rocking back and forward again. You move your fingers in opposition to my thrusting as my ass adapts to accommodate the additional finger. My breathing. He, too, was enamored at the cute little boy that had joined us. A few brief whispered questions about how I felt was all the conversation we would share. After lunch, as we sat and chatted, Brent got a call and excused himself to take it. I was curious as to what that was about but figured he would tell me later. Allison took this opportunity to ask if I wished to continue wedding dress shopping that afternoon, but I declined, saying I wanted Donna to go and help. Brat was – of course –. I was shy nothing like Lori. Well maybe alittle. The guy was begging me while he stroked and I watched. I had on a skirt and I felt a hand rubbing on my pussy thru my panties... it was the guy on my right. He was bold. But his timing was right. I wanted to tell him to stop but he rubbed on my clit thru my panties. I was at a lost of words. His other hand was stroking his cock, his cock was huge and fat. The other guy started rubbing my breast my top was coming up and i couldn't stop. Wo garam ho chuki thi . Unhone mera haath m apni chut k pas le gayi. Main samaj gaya ki mujhe kya karna h , maine dheere se , apni middle finger unki chut me daali , wo bilkul gili thi. Phr maine thoda tez karna shuru kiya , wo aawaze nikalne lagi. Main bhabhi ko baatroom me chalne ko kaha. (mujhe daar tha khi meri g.F na uth jae, aisa mauka main gawana nahi chahta tha), wo maan gayi. Waha jakar , hum dono ne saare kapde uttar diye. Maine sbse phele bhabhi ko jamkr kiss kiya , or phr unke boobs.