It has always been a source of delight to me when guys and gals masturbate over my photos and stories, men get hard when looking at or touching me. Er...c reached for my tits. He twitched the nipple of my left breast, slightly rough when he decided to get behind me. I felt his dick through his shorts. Holding both tits in hands, Eric squeezed them together for the joy of his brother, who licked and sucked them simultaneously. I spilled more beer for him to lick. Chris' fingers circled my little. She held me tightly as I still tried to struggle a bit more…I moaned softly and pushed my buttocks against the rough stucco wall, letting myself enjoy the way my body was so sensually being treated right there, in that darkened alleyway, where anyone could walk by and see us.I felt so fucking naughty. She was making me weak, my pussy was wet. I could not help but shiver with the pleasure this naughty girl gave me.I was beginning to lose control and she could know it. My eyes rolled back again. At this time I was giddy, almost delirious with excitement as the scene unfolded for me to hear. I closed my eyes to picture her naked curves in front of him, her thick jet black hair framing her oriental features, her beautiful dark eyes that are always alert and so mischievous, her full mouth that was speaking the words as I heard them…teasing him…teasing me. I became aware that she was going to some trouble to make sure I was aware of what was happening, it was almost a blow by blow. It was like living life king sized.2 months have passed but the thirst for my mami was always on the rise. i even statrted wearing underwear at home because i had hard onns everynow a then looking at mami.she used to wera salwar kammez or top and punjabi leggings at home seldom see wore saree. but what ever she wore she looked like godess of sex. i tried a lot to somehow see her naked body. i did a small hole at the bathroom door to see her naked but it was in vain.she used to take bath at.