I started mouth fucking her. I never expected that his Bhabhi who was opposing the whole idea of having sex with me was doing all this. I was enjoying...every bit of the action.I then lay in 69 positions over her started licking and sucking her wet pussy. Her love juices were coming out of her pussy and I sucked every drop of it and the smell was making me wild. She too was enjoying my dick. Her pussy was tight enough and it looked that bhai had not used it much. I put my full tongue in the pussy. She started doing a strip tease for me. The bikini top went off first. She then straddled me. Now those tits, unencumbered by a bikini top, rubbed directly against my chest. My dick strained against my boxers and the tip of my dick poked out of my shorts. Getting up again, she turned around and shook that cute little ass in time with the music. I pulled down my shorts. My dick reached for the sky and despite my promise, I was tempted to pull her down on me. Off came the bikini bottoms and. I begin to smell my shirt, and my hands thinking maybe it’s on me, perhaps I touched something and didn’t realize it. But nothing, it’s not me.I set my phone on the dash of my car since its rebooting and lean back into my seat, close my eyes and try to relax while letting out a long sigh. My sigh gets cut short as something covers my mouth pressing my head further against the head rest of my seat. I frantically open my eyes and reach up to my mouth to feel a hand just as I look into the rear. And I remember we got very close and romantic to “The Air That I Breathe” by the hollies; which to this day when I hear it, still makes me think of Joy. I noticed while we were dancing, that Ivan was over at the front desk talking with Trixie and Marcia, and I knew dam well that they were planning out how to mess with the rest of my night. I know, I said this night was for Joy!!! But although it seemed less likely, I was still scared they could stuff it up.We sat down on the couch for a.