I was now jumping up with every stroke he was giving me to get his dick more deep in my thirsty cunt. We became very exhausted and we felt that we can...ot control long it more.He asked me, “What to do now? I am coming Latha. I cannot control it more.” I said, “I also want to come.” He asked, “What to do?” I said, “Come inside in my pussy.” I now pressed him as tight as possible, squeezing his hips. He plunged as deep as possible into my cunt almost reaching my womb and filled my pussy hole after. I could still smell him, still almost taste him. I could still feel the hardness of his cock when he pressed against me. What would it be like to feel it in my hand, to take it in my mouth?I stared at the tip of my brush, hovering over the canvas, ready for the next stroke. It was quivering. I took a deep breath and tried to focus on not letting the room spin. My cheeks were burning and my panties were definitely wet. I felt like every eye in the room was on me, but I couldn’t turn to face them. I find that we lose all the excitement and charm of flirtation and seduction. The thought of going to the club set my pussy tingling with anticipation. I was looking forward to an evening of torrid sexual encounters.Arriving at the club we were invited to go to the second story. This floor was reserved for couples only; no singles allowed. The atmosphere is subdued and elegant with small niches of divans and tables strategically placed through the room so as to give privacy to the occupants.. Two of them quickly noticed, both grabbed their crotches and began rubbing their cocks,” She tweaked her nipples as she spoke more about the guys.“I had my legs spread enough that I knew they could see my black-nylon covered thighs, and bare pussy, the two walked over to my table, still rubbing their cocks, sitting on either side of me, and placing their warm hands on my knees,” Cheryl was still playing with her tits as she spoke to the camera.“I do enjoy being a slut and showing off my tits.