Just as she gets ready to stretch my little hole with that big dildo I feel the guy slide under me and his mouth wrap around my cock. So without hesit...tion I slide his cock back into my mouth. As I feel him growing in my mouth from my moaning, I feel the dildo pass my ring and slowly fill every last inch of my once tight little asshole. I strain under the size as it slides deeper and deeper and I collapse onto the guy under me as I am taken over by a massive wave of pleasure when her hips hit. The main man amongst them was a powerful politician his name was Mr. Sharma and he was the main Man. My FIL asked him how hot did he find me to which he didn’t say anything. They asked me to getup and come closer to them and as i went I felt hands running all over me. They went in my blouse my petticoat inside my ass my pussy and in no time my beautiful saree was out and I was left in my lingerie and then Mr. Sharma told everyone to move away including my FIL and he kissed me hard biting my. “Good job! Go take a shower and be back here by five-thirty. We’ll play our second game starting at seven,” he said.“Who wants ice cream?” I asked Bob and M.E.“We do!” Luke Cash, one of our pitchers, called out.I turned around and the whole team was looking at me expectantly. Hell, I wasn’t beyond buying my way into their hearts if it meant I made the final 40. Even Caryn would understand. She might not even chew me out!“Fine,” I said, acting put out, and then I looked at the coaches. “You,. “No,” she rasped.“Yes,” stated Bumfelt, circling the pads of his fingers on her panties. In seconds she was wet. Roxanne always got wet when stroked through sheer material. It was one of her things. “Yes,” she gasped, cupping her breasts in her own hands. She pulled the blouse apart and gently slipped her breasts from the black bra. “Fuck, yes.” Bumfelt knelt before her, pushed her back against the table and slipped the black panties aside. He slipped a finger into her already wet slit. He.