Yashasvi was below her licking her pussy. Priyanshu started pumping. He thrusted the whole inch into stuti. Stuti shouted, “mar gai, bht bad land ha...mafarchod tera”. Priyanshu replied, “abhi to shuru hua ha, dekhati ja kaise padta hu teri”. Bathroom was full of thumping and moaning sounds. Thaappp, thapp, thaaaaap, paachh, ahhh, mmmmhhhhh, ahhhhhhh. Yashasvi came behind Priyanshu and helped in in fucking stuti by touching her pussy to his ass and moving to and fro with it. It was hot. One boy. I told her next time you will ask to cum before you do that, she was sympathetic and I really gave her no chance or warning and felt rather kind at the moment so no punishment was given.Enough was enough my cock was so hard it hurt. I wanted to fuck this slut so bad since the beginning of the night. I up and climb besides her, grabbing my hard thick cock gliding it up and down her soaking wet pussy, teasing the tip of it inside of her as she lets out a soft long moan, I pull it out. She says. He would occasionally pull his cock all the way out of my mouth. It would fling upwards like a diving board, splashing spit and pre-cum over my face. He was so rock hard. Occasionally he would slap his cock on my face. I would grab it from him and spit on his cock to make it nice and slippery. He would regain control of his dick and aimed it downward and with another thrust, the Great Peter North’s Perfect Cock, he was balls deep into my mouth. He repeated this step over and over and over. It was a lovely day, not too hot, which is nice for cycling. We set our picnic out on a rug, mum had made us sandwiches, apples and a bottle if Irn Bru for me and a can of beer for Finlay, who was 18 by this time. After lunch we left our bikes chained to a lamp-post and went for a walk.Finlay started acting a bit weird, getting quite aggressive, he snapped at some kids who were dancing around on the grass and even slapped one lad who dared to laugh at him. I was getting a little scared.Finlay.