I took a piss and washed my hands. I couldn’t believe how buzzed I was. I paused to admire myself in the mirror. I glanced over at the clock on the ...all and it was about two minutes before seven. Suddenly I felt it. It was the same feeling as when I am alone with the clock. My nipples stiffened and I felt flush. My breathing became ragged and my pussy began to tingle. I closed my eyes and reached under my dress. I cupped my mound and squeezed and in my head I began to hear ‘BONG, BONG, BONG,’. Maine ab mera lund pichese unki gand pe ragad rha tha unone apna hath piche leke mere lund ko dabaya.maine apna lund nikala jaise hi unka hath mere nange lund pe laaga unone lund daba diya aur palat gayi ab maine unki aankho me aankhe dali aur unke hotho pe hoth rakh k chusne laga umm ahhaha ha ahahaha……….. aaaauuu……….. oh b pur josh k sath chus rhi thi. Maine unke petticoat se chut pe hath lagaya aur chut daba di ki tabhi unone muje Dhaka diya aur chali gayi. Muje to shouk hi laga k une ye kya. " I look over my shoulder and can clearly make out my family carrying on as usual, totally oblivious to the elicit scene developing just feet behind them. He smiles slyly. "Turn around." Should I? Can I? I want to, but this is just so wrong. Fuck it, I'm dripping wet so I turn around, my heart beating frantically as I stand in anticipation, arching my back as I stand against him. I feel his hard cock rubbing against my ass and I push against it, trying desperately to get some relief. I can. Perhaps she could find the bathroom, or some place where she could relax for a few minutes and freshen her lipstick, the only part of her make-up visible beneath her mask. She wandered down a dimly lighted hallway and discovered a small room to the left that appeared to be the study. After looking inside and seeing that the room was empty, Kay entered and closed the door behind her, then collapsed on a leather sofa that faced a wall of books. She felt as though a great weight had been lifted.