Tumhari maa wapas aa jayegi. Fir kaha hame aisa maoka milega?Main uth kar seedhi ho baithi aur undono ke liye glass mein daaru dalti hui boli: To fir ...ijiye, aap log apni taakat ka ghoont pijiye. Baato mein time na kharab kare, hahaha!Ashok uncle: Sachme yaar, itna maza shayad hi club mein tash khelne mein mile.Papa: Hmmm, sahi mein.Papa mere peet ko sahlate hue bole: Meri beti hai to mujhe aur kuch nahi chahiye ab.Main unn dono ko unki glass deti hui boli: To fir lijiye na papa aur uncle,. They were all waiting, waiting for him to fill her throat with his love juice. Someone had what felt like several fingers all the way up her arse, and was squeezing her arse cheeks painfully in the other hand while the dry prick still moved remorselessly in and out.The hands on her head pressed her face painfully into his less-than-clean smelling groin, and she felt his cock jerk in her throat and a warm sticky fluid coated her throat as he moaned above her. Her throat spasmed to swallow it and. She felt his hand on her pussy bringing her close to orgasm but she knew he would not let her cum yet. "Is my slut enjoying herself?" he asked half laughing. "Mmhmm", she managed to mumble in reply. "Does my slut want to cum?" "Ohhh please", she moaned. "Not yet", he laughed and stopped fingering her, leaving his hand on her pussy. She breathed in hard and tried to control herself. The waiter came back with their drinks and was waiting to take their order. As the waiter was looking at them. Mia turned her head toward the men’s room then back to me, then to the box. Mia placed her index finger on her phone and swiped with her blood red nail and hit the ‘play’ icon.It was a video of the small pink banana shaped device cradling against her pussy. It was saturated as she pulled it away to re-seat it, and pulled up her white panties.Mia collected her phone and sat sipping her coffee, looking directly at me. I stood up and pulled the apparatus from the box and headed to the men’s room..