His tongue and mouth knew exactly when to lock on and not let go, when to lighten up and when to give it everything. The two men kissing and massaging...her breasts worked in perfect harmony with him. Each of the touches with their mouths was like a perfect oral symphony on her nipples and clit, sending her into a shuddering orgasm all while the other men continued their pleasure duties over her body without interruption.A ninth man suddenly appeared in the room and signaled the others that it. She was tall at five foot eight, preferring to wear low heels most of the time... since Bradley was only five nine. She weighed 135 lbs, with mid-length dirty blonde hair that she kept in a bun most of the time. She had a trim waist with a mature flare to her hips, created by the birth of her only son, Christopher, and she still had a very shapely backside as a result of hours on the Stairmaster. Her eyes were gray/green with a sparkle that belied her prudish exterior. She felt that her nose. I didn’t know how much time passed, maybe not even in a minute. My caged cock started tingling again. There was no pain. I was feeling a weird pleasure.Precum kept flowing from the penis. I was again feeling helplessly horny. Later I would come to know that Raghav is an expert at finding p-spot. I was moaning slowly then. I felt something bu idling up inside me like the whole body was on fire.Suddenly Raghav left my hips and turned me around. Before I could register what was happening, spurt. Helen was now planting kisses on her sister’s neck, moving down to her large soft breasts, taking each one in hand and kissing and nibbling at the firm nipples. She luxuriated in the warmth and the softness of her sister’s breasts, and then started to work her way down her tummy to her neatly trimmed bush.Caroline’s eyes were closed, concentrating on the wonderful feelings emanating from her groin. Her whole body seemed to be tingling whether from the heat of the sun or from David’s.