What he did next astonished and excited her. He put his arm around her and took his cock out of his pants. It was hard, erect and looked incredibly ed...ble. His arm upon her shoulders was the barrier, he neither touched her nor spoke to her, he only stroked his cock as she watched fascinated. He was evil, he was wicked, he was the most sensual, erotic man she had ever encountered. She knew if she spoke or moved, she would regret it, she did not move a muscle. His hand moved slowly, almost. Cindy began screaming as wave after wave of orgasm swept her from Frannie pounding Bob and the sympathetic fucking she was getting.All good things must come to an end, Frannie’s cock finally gave out, as did Bob’s and Cindy was thinking that if she came one more time her mind would turn to mash potatoes.They were all too tired to move and just adjusted enough so all tension was gone. They did recover a bit. Frannie was the first to speak: “You know its been a long time since I have tasted a. Hossain was still talking but I was not paying much attention, my eyes were firmly fixed on Shama's glorious breasts.I coughed nervously as Shama's hand touched my thigh and stroked it up and down.She then reached for my zip and belt buckle and opened them. I was absolutely stunned by what was happening and waited for her next move."... anyway, Mr. Kamran, I hope you will enjoy what Shama has waiting and I will see you later" I heard Hossain say on the line."Oh yes" I managed trying to get back. "Hello," I said.It was Karissa."Hi," she said. "Tabb sent me home. Where are you?"I told her about Tabb's call."I didn't think he had the balls," I said. "I thought if we fucked him, that would be it." Are you drunk?" she asked.I looked into my drink. Do I sound that drunk?"Not yet," I said, drinking again. "I can't believe we fucked him for nothing." I didn't mind," Karissa said. I could hear her car blinker over the phone. She must have had me on speaker.I hestitated. As my coffee cooled, I.