Discussed a few things with my aunt and then went to Paru’s room and we both chatted a bit to get us comfortable, then I knew that she was ready for...me, but before I fucked her I wanted to know what kind of pleasure she was expecting . For that I needed to know her lesbian experiences.Here I’m going to narrate the experience she shared with me. Hi people my name is Paru , I’m about 5.6” in height and all my friends say that I have a cute face, I’m fair and have an average boobs size of 30C, I. If something didn't make her feel good, I didn't do it again.I pressed my lips harder against hers and rested more of my upper body weight on her chest, pressing myself firmly against her breasts. I brought my one available hand up and began to caress her neck and the side of her face. Izzy began to work the tip of her tongue between my lips, so I parted them and pushed my own tongue out to wrestle with hers. My fingers tickled down my sister's neck and found the buttons on the front of her. Stacy looked worriedly at Monica, unsure of what was to come next.Monica smiled and motioned for Stacy to follow her to the couch inMike's office.Mike watched in disbelief as Monica and Stacy sat down on HIS couch inHIS office. "The nerve!" he stewed internally as he fumbled with hisoffice phone, his new red nails complicating matters. "YOU MAKEYOURSERFS COMFORTABRE!" he yelled as he looked over to the pair ofladies who were now taking their heels and leggings off."Ok we're ready," Monica. ? I felt moisture seeping out of me and I heardone of them remark about what a slut I was. He rubbed harder and I moaned as Icontinued struggling to breathe. Then he thrust a fat finger up inside me andbegan to wildly stroke my clit.? I moanedhard and even though I was not into sexual sadism and torture at all it wasalmost a relief to feel pleasure instead of pain for a moment. I stillstruggled hard to breathe, but the pleasure I felt took my mind off of it for amoment.? I could feel I was.