He slides his big arms around her waist and pulls her toward him. His cock is rock hard, pressing up against her skirt. She can feel it and she moans�...� this is her chance! She can be a trollop, the whore she’s dreamed about. He reaches his burly hand under her skirt, feeling for her cunt. It’s white hot under his fingertips, as he guides his fingers into her tight mound, surrounded by a trimmed, moist bush of hair. She gasps as he plunges his fingers into her virgin pussy. He had no idea that. I didn’t know what a Sybian was so I googled it. As soon as I saw and read about them I went back to my phone’s calendar and added ** after the Sybian night. Then I went back online and researched companies that sell Sybians. It took me about 30 minutes but I managed to order one for delivery to me at the marina. Before I left the changing room I checked that dates of all the events. The Orgasm denial night was the next night. I smiled and got wet in anticipation of what I assumed was going to. He started rubbing my stomach and sides with his hands, then lifted one up to up my breast, tweaking my already hard nipple. I was so glad that there was no way anyone could see us, with the packing job my dad had done, because there was no way I was stopping this. His other hand came down the other side, until it was touching my hairless pussy. He pushed a finger through until it was touching my already engorged clit, slowly circling, going harder and harder. Then he added his thumb and. By now we were busy squeezing our boobs and rubbing our pussy. We had seen the pictures of lesbians in the mag and believe me both wanted each other badly but did not have the guts. Finally we were on the bed and silent and busy playing with our own boobs and pussy. I turned and looked at RAMYA who had closed her eyes and was moving her hands very fast and was turning on the bed inside her chaddar. That sitre made me mad and I removed my chaddar and my t-shirt. We never wore anything inside the.