I took both cocks in my hands and rubbed them while the men played with my tits. Bruj pulled my shirt over my head and placed his lips on my nipples.�...�Girdhar Bhai, Uma is beautiful. Just look at her. She’s absolutely gorgeous. Have you ever seen a beauty like this?”“No Brij, I have never seen an ass as beautiful as hers,” he said, kissing my butt.I put Brij’s mouth to my nipple and he sucked on it. I took his penis in my hand and squeesed hard. His sharp intake of breath and the way his hips. I’d rammed her tight little cunt so much that my dick felt scraped raw so I pushed in deep and began to strum the tips of my fingers over her clitoris. With my dick buried to the hilt it was like I wasn't really there, like this was all happening by remote control, I was floating around the pleasure and pain. Her weeping changed to moaning, snapping me back to what was real. I pulled us harder together and began twitching my dick and I redoubled the strumming on her clit. She started to. 'If his face was really as bad as he said it was—that plastic surgeon must have been a genius.' She leaned down kissed both cheeks, and grasped his hand. His uneasiness showed for it felt cold and clammy.She pulled him to her, and addressed his anxiety, "Listen to me, and you listen good. After what just happened, I feel so much stronger about us. I'm not naïve, I know we've only been on one 'official' date, but just as you felt my emotions, I feel you here too." She placed his hand on her. I cried out, clinging to him, my legs wrapped around his waist. Between thrusts, he would press a kiss to my neck before he finally just crushed his lips to mine in the most passionate kiss we'd shared.I could feel the tip of his dick brush against the front wall of my pussy every time he would slide himself into me and my moans just got louder and louder. I'd been waiting for him to fill my tight hole all day - my fingers just didn't make me feel the same as his cock did. My hands pressed.