In reality I was part of the whole goings-on, I was wetting myself watching Sara blow this huge cock, and surrendering to the assault on my vagina, he...was masturbating me and all I could do was hold the back of his balding greyed head, keeping him in place as his hot breath was swirling across and between my vaginal lips, and adjusting my postion so give easier access to my swollen vagina, which he was currently burried deep, tickling my bud entrance to my womb.I exploded with such a noise Sara. I was spread-eagled on the stained bedspread, cum soaking my sweaty shirt, my lungs working furiously to restore order.I stayed blank for a while, refusing to think about what had just transpired, for the second time. As the post-orgasmic glow faded, a rush of anxious thoughts assailed me, and that same sweaty fear wound its way back into my mind. I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts racing, trying desperately to figure out how this all worked out.Was I like them? Like Tony and Paul? Like that. ”“You’re like to do me doggy style?” I gasped. I exposed myself on hands and knees as Varun positioned behind me between my legs.He reached over, sliding his fingers finding my wet slit. I felt Varun hesitating for a bit as if it’s too much.“Do whatever you want Varun.”He momentarily played at my entrance with two fingers and slid his first two fingers into my passage. I sighed with pleasure and held tightly onto him. He carried on flexing and bending them inside me. I dug my fingers into his. Jennifer gasped. She had never even considered a posture like that. Rachael's legs were very long and well-shaped, and her pussy was now really exposed to Richard's throbbing cock. Richard's cock was now planted firmly against Rachael's wet twat. Jennifer squeezed her cuntal muscles together as the excitement coursed through her hotly. "Hurry lover!" Rachael gasped. "Please don't stop now." "O.K., Rachael, just let me... unh... get it in!" Richard started to insert his big meat into Rachael's.