They were squeezing and pulling on their nipples with one hand whilst the other was buried between their thighs rubbing their clits.Despite receiving ...qual attentions, it was Beth who started to show signs of orgasming first. Moans were coming from her throat getting louder and louder when they suddenly stopped and she let out a single loud squeal, squeezing her eyes tightly shut and clamping her thighs around the guys’ hips. Her whole body was shaking and her head was moving side to side. ”“Like this?” his hands were brushing up my side, but did little more than that.“No.”“Then be more specific.” I could hear the triumph in his voice. The cocky bastard thought he had won, but I would not give him the satisfaction of taking so much and giving so little. I was going to get just as much as I gave.No. I would get more.Before he knew what was happening, I spun around, grabbed him, and pushed him against the counter. Then I pushed my body right up against his, grinding into his rock. I dont believe in emotional attachment, love, and all the nonsense which are nothing but waste of time. At the age of 27 I follow my body requirements and never get indulge in any kind of serious relationships.Also I love appreciation for my creations all the readers who found my post attractive can also shoot a mail stating why you like my story. Now based on my own experience I can say a story in Hindi makes me more aroused then one in English, so I decided to write my stories in Hindi. If. “Tell me, what’s a beautiful young lady like you doing here all alone?” Alarm bells went off in my head, turning into a loud chaos when her thumb brushed lightly over the back of my hand and my knees once again wanted to dip. I almost turned around to look for Paul. I had never had any feelings for women, and he knew it. I was going to need him to rescue me soon, very soon. But turning away now would be impolite. “I’m waiting for my husband,” I told her, trying to keep my hand from trembling.