I started to drink beer and in between I used to go to the kitchen and hug her, kiss her, massage her bums and she used to also grin and kiss my chest...or rub her ass on my shorts and sometimes I used to part her ass and thrust my finger and smell it and she would yell. I used to squeeze her boobs and she would again grin. This continued for sometime and I could feel that she was becoming hot and she used to whisper “ aaj bahut maaza aa raha hai” I asked why and she said “ nanga ghoomne mein. Placing her hands on both sides of my hood she started working Her cock in and out of my mouth. Through the earplugs, I heard Her say in a loud voice something like. "Yes that's it, My little cock sucker, show Me how much you love it."I was doing my best at licking and sucking her cock, taking it beyond my gag point several times, as I was not going to anger Mistress any further."Just imagine, my little slut, if that was a real warm cock, the way you are sucking he would be filling your mouth. As he did that he let a couple of his finger worm their way farther around till he found that small puckered hole of hers, sometime soon enough he is going to enjoy fucking that, though Cyndi probably not so much. Neither his fingers nor her hole were lubricated so he wasn’t really so much trying to penetrate her back there, just tease and spread it out a little.“Oh don’t cum yet” he said looking up at Cyndi. He knew she came like blazes the first two times they fucked, she was so easy to push. A man's carnal desires there for the taking and I didn't waste any time. Holding her hips I began to shag that girl, roughly, deeply, in and out, in again bumping against her backside, my cock sending electric pulses of pleasure to my brain, out again then pushing deep into her, faster and more furious. She must have had trouble stopping me from pushing her against the wall, then she panted out "Fucking Hell, you've pushed my tits out of my dress! Oh Daddy .... don't stop now .... I'm nearly.