As it passed over my lips I let it trail across my tongue.Desperately I concentrated my attention on the man between my legs. He and his mate had cert...inly already aroused me with their touch. I wanted to get off again, soon, now. I didn’t need this third tool to put me off my stroke, even though many anonymous men, many cocks, was part of the purpose of my visit to the club.I lifted my lower body up to the hard tool spearing my gash, my clutching and releasing rhythm matching his steady firm. Mai samajh gya aur maine unki jaang pe haath rakh diya aur choot ki taraf sarkane laga. unhone suit pehna tha, mai choot tak haath le gya toh unhone mera haath apni jaangh se daba liya aur maine bhi aoni ungli se unki choot sehla diya aur vo saham gayi. Phir maine unke gaal pe kiss kiya aur peechhe hat gya. Unhone mobile side rakha aur meri taraf dekha aur maine turant unko lip kiss kr liya aur unki choot sehlane laga. Dono khade ho gaye aur phir kiss karne lage aur maine unki gaand dabana. That’s not what I want at all. I want Qafira to come to my birthday dinner and afterwards, as is my right and privilege, I can choose who I want to fuck.” “Why not Tracey? Why not one of the boys? Bob or Frank or Terry?” “It’s Qafira I want.” “Qafira. Qafira. What a dumb name for a woman!” Qafira had a similar opinion about the names of all the people she’d met ever since she first arrived in Further Quitchland to teach Modern Languages. In fact, almost everything about this country was. I looked up at him, smiling, and then I gave it a little kiss. Then, a lick, and then another couple of kisses. He moaned as I teased him with my mouth. I licked around his shaft and tongued his balls before finally engulfing his entire cock into my mouth. "Oh god, Vanessa, yes!" he cried out as I sucked on his cock. As my head bobbed up and down on him, my tongue flicked the head of his dick, and I played with his balls with my hand. He put his hand on the back of my head and moaned.