I could feel his fingers moving across the bumpy surface of my areola. Then they touched the tip of my swollen nipple. I was so excited, so turned on ...nd I didn't want it to stop. The glass of wine I had with dinner and dark theatre seemed to add a surreal sense to it all. As if, it wasn't really happening. Mark played with my nipple. Very lightly, very gently as if he was thinking that it would still be something that was happening accidentally. I moved my hand a little on his thigh and felt. He asked her, she checked with me, and I told her to go ahead and do it.The night of the party she walked into the rented hall to find twenty-three guys waiting for her - dad, four brothers, five uncles, four cousins, two nephews, seven friends of the groom and George. She did a slow strip and then she sucked George's cock until he came in her mouth and then she laid back and took them all on. Most fucked her more than once and several had her three or four times. When she came home that night. " I quickly undone one of the cuffs and wrap it around the bars on your bed before reattaching. You lay there on your bed, handcuffed, helpless, and at my mercy as I spread your legs wide open and begin to play with you clit. Then I reach into the drawer beside your bed and pull out your purple toy and slowly begin sliding it into your dripping wet pussy making your moan with pleasure. I slowly begin to fuck your pussy with your own toy while I continue to move between massaging your tits and. Realizing what happened, the couple smiled and kissed again; each tasting their own juices in their lover's mouths. The kisses were soft, romantic, and tender filled with the love and compassion they felt for each other. Vimal moved Vaishali's hair aside and kissed her forehead again, a sign of true affection in Indian culture. Vaishali rested her head on his chest, listening to his heart, call her name out with every beat."You are the best thing that ever happened to me." Vimal.