And after a long pause she let her breath out very slowly and then she widened her thighs. I knew things are over and I took out my finger from the pu...sy. I caressed around her thighs for some more time and came out totally. She waited such for some time and then tied her petticoat lace again. Tucked in her saree, hooked her bra and the blouse too. I thought everything was over but now I knew how erect my own penis was. It was already passing pre cums and made my undies wet. I tried to relax. She laughed because all she was having to do was hold it in one place.She then started to lightly lick my sissy clit. I groaned. She carefully moved my panties off to the side and lifted my red swollen cock, I mean clitty excuse me. She wrapped her fingers around it and began to suck my clitty while stroking it. I knew it wouldn't take long so I began to focus on her clit and pussy to bring her to an orgasm. It took very little work before my efforts came to fruition. She sat up and. She struggled weakly, flailing uselessly against his chest, her fingers glancing off the butcher's smock he wore over black a pair of black jeans. He straddled her stomach, facing away from her, forcing her to stare against his back unknowing of what he was doing. He began to loosen the clamp, running his hand against her ill-used pussy. She slid one finger, two, begain forcing his entire hand into her."You know, for such a skinny bitch, you're loose as all hell. I don't know if that was before. I looked down at my cock and felt embarrassed that it was all soft. Eileen was still wearing her dress although her panties were lying on the floor next to her. She picked up her panties and held them up to my face. “Does this turn you on?” she asked. Her panties were exuding the fragrance of her ripe pussy and, as the aroma enveloped my face, I started having an orgasm. I ejaculated all over myself. Eileen started laughing. I didn’t know whether she was laughing with me or at me. I didn’t.