I moved back further onto the bed, pushing my head into the pillow, still staring at his eyes staring at me, and I began to play with myself too."Let'... switch. I stroke yours and you mine," and he clambered onto the bed to the left of me, kissing me briefly on the cheek and neck, and lay his right arm across my chest, and grasped my cock. It was an amazing feeling, his strong masculine hands compared to my ex-girlfriend's dainty little feelers. He gripped strong but not tight, and began to jerk. Not to waist time he quickly starting heavy kissing her and his hand was disappearing up her semi short skirt she had bare legs which he had to say where very nice and smooth for an older lady. Push her skirt up she relaxed her legs allow him to open them and finding her already wet knickers . Thrusting his hand hard onto her with his fingers massaging her through her wet knickers she responded with a loud audible moan. As he pushed the material to one side he felt her and she wasn't his. " "No shit?" "No shit, meet me in five." I say as I make my way to the kitchen to get water and beer. I find some friends taking jager bombs and dicide to take part. After three Jager bombs and two Vegas bombs I grab my water and a case of beer I was gonna get tore up to the floor up. Finaly in the back room I start to set up the table pulling out my four glass pipes and a steamroller along with the beast. I fill her with two inches of water leaving two feet and ten inches to be filled with. .kime and suman——plzzzz bhaiya….plzzz ruk jaoooo….bhaiya—-sonam.tumhe sharam nahin aati……..aur suman tum bhi ……….main papa ko batane jaa raha hun…………..suman—-bhaiya plzzzzzzzz…….mat bataoo….bhaiya….(wo rone lagi)….bhaiya aage se nahin karenge..plzzz 1 baar maaf kar do……..bhaiya ne kuch deer socha…or kehne lage ki ik sharat par maaf karunga………….suman and me—haanji bhaiya hamen sabh manzoor hai……..bhaiya—-is khel mein mujhe bhi shaamil karoooooooooo………………………………… (suman ka muhn phir utar.