I greedily slurped up as much as I could. She sobbed and stiffened with each fresh wave. We snuggled together and took a few minutes to cuddle and ca...ch our breath. At last, Amy grabbed my hand and pulled me upstairs. Though not worn out, she was a lot calmer than when we were in the living room. Amy was giggling like a kid. She pulled me onto the bed and we wrapped our bodies together. I love the feel of our naked bodies entwining while we move and grind against each other. She was stroking. I didn't understand at first. When I finally realized that he was pissing inside of me I screamed in horror.Despite his warnings I tried to pull away but he held me tight and said, "I fucking warned you, cunt! Now hold still."I stopped struggling. I stopped trying to get away. I started crying hysterically. I could not even imagine something like this happening to me. Every time I thought I had reached rock bottom, these perverted kids found a new way to chip away at what little remained of my. He furrowed his brow and bit his bottom lip. It was such a small gesture, anyone else and he would have been demanding more, but for her, he was willing to go as slow as she needed. She giggled nervously and unwrapped her hand again, ‘I’m sorry. I don’t…what do I do?’ He sighed and cupped her hand in his own and wrapped her hand around him once more, ‘Don’t be afraid of it.’ She smiled and tightened her grip a little, he tightened his own grip around her hand, forcing her to squeeze a little. After 15 minutes of continued pumping his ass, I changed this position. I asked Aftab to get off the bed, place his elbows on the bed and keep his legs on the ground and raise his buttocks. This position was very comforting. I then circled my arms around his waist and cupped his balls and small cock in both my hands. His cock was still limp. . I was now pumping Aftab just like a dog and bitch.; Aftab kept saying “; Saheb aap kya mast gaand maartey hain. . ;aapko apni Biwi ka yaad bhi nahin.