I was so nervous I fumbled the can but having great reactions I was able to recover my own fumble. She just laughed and my antics and said, " Bring it...here I'll do it!" I moved one of the chairs and handed her the can. She opened it and said "Gimme your hand." I stuck my hand out and she coated my hand generously with Crisco. My hand must have been shaking when she asked “why are you nervous it’s not going in you?" then laughed at me as she stroked my throbbing cock with one Crisco coated hand. Sanjeev gave Zeenat a cup of milk and some snacks to eat. Sanjeev: Madam, you take rest and let me know if you need anything extra apart from what is available here. Then after an hour I will come and take you for 'diksha', which is actually the sterilization process of your mind and body. That is the starting point of your journey to reach your goal Madam. By the way, if you can hand over your bag as I will check and allow only those as per ashram rules to be kept along with you. Zeenat was a. Waves of erotic pleasure came over me, and I banged against both of them. My screams of pain turned into grunts of torturous pleasure. In reality, the small room was one big grunt-fest, with the six of us trading sounds that could best be described as a****ls in the wild. The sweat flew off my body, and the scent of two cum-soaked, mature women permeated the air. My carnal lust was insatiable, even when my muscular lover shot a load of liquid warmth into my ass. I never stopped, or even slowed. Firm. Strong. So warm. Your temperature is rising now, too, as we caress each other. You move your mouth again to nibble and kiss my jaw and chin as you slowly trace the edges of my scoop neck t-shirt, running them so softly along it where my skin is exposed, making me take a sharp breath, causing my pussy to contract. Then you briefly brush my breast, open palmed, but not lingering. You move your hand to the side of it and instinctively I remove my arm from around you and let it rest against.