By the time he made it back to the other room, Amy was reclining on their bed trying not to watch Lori and Shawna too obviously. She was completely na...ed but had a towel laid out under her waist. Jeff crawled up from the bottom of the bed while Amy ran her fingers through the sparse hair on her mons.“Hey,” she said with a grin when the bed moved under his weight.Jeff answered her with a soft kiss, spooning close to her on his side with his hand propping up his head. She looked up at him as she. She was good enough to eat and I was so impatient; I so wanted my cock to be where my finger was. Pepper did not keep me waiting; she wailed with pleasure as I curled my finger deep in her anus and I felt her thrust and convulse sweetly; her hot cream exploded from her little cock, splattering on my thigh and dribbling down my knuckles. I kissed her softly as she spent again and again, moaning sweetly in ecstasy. We kissed and then she took my hand, watching me with soft eyes as she licked. I then hesitantly removed his t shirt and shorts …he also had pointing nipples and had a big cock …I was looking surprisingly at his body at which he said ” chal ho ja shuru meri kanjariyee ..chup mera lunch ” ( get started u whore start sucking my dick)…And I obliged happily …took the full dick in my mouth like a hungry whore ..and started sucking …he was moaning and abusing me in Punjabi …” Kyaa lunch choosdi hai eh behan di laudi …tenu taan main top di gashti banaungaa…aaahhhhh..tu Hun meri. Poe’s tell tale heart had nothing on this beat track. On and on and on.. It seemed that the only thing to hear was bass. No music really, just beat and crowd and sweat. There was so much sweat you could hear it – Loud accompanying the bass like an afterthought, an accent. This had to be a fire code violation. The crowd, fueled by red bull and vodka cocktails and god knows how many illegals – glad we don’t – bounced and swayed and gyrated like the contents of a boiling soup. Packed, spawning.