Lauren and Kelly came right to mind.I decided to tell my husband a white lie that I was going to have the whole department over for a Saturday get tog...ther. He seemed pleased.I called Lauren and Kelly and told them to meet me at our favorite coffee shop. When they arrived I told them of my Department Sex Party and told them that if they came to it that they could have jobs working with me. They jumped at the idea so I handed each of them an invitation. I now had six other women coming.Friday. And she did see."Cindy! Cindy! Oh god Cindy!" Claire had moved up to three fingers. Although it was quite dry she loved anal sex, and had moved herself into a doggy style position on the sofa. Her fingers moving in and out of her ass, twisting and pushing deeper. Her mind racing with thoughts of Cindy shoving her hand into her ass. Oh she wanted her. All of her.She was now panting for breath, trying to force a fourth finger in.Cindy crossed the road quickly, what she had seen had actually quite. I want to be fucked. I moan; I can’t help it. He feels so good. The thick head of his dick stretches, massages, and rubs the inside of me. “Like that?” he grunts, driving deeper. “God, yes.” I gasp, arching my hips to take more. The friction is amazing. There’s nothing like the feel of being fucked by a big cock. I tell him so and he growls. He loves it when I talk dirty; his girlfriend won’t. She’s too young, too inhibited. I have no shame. Sweat dampens his hair and drips down his chest.. I took my time to wash her right hand in the kitchen sink, bending over her shoulder and smelling her neck.I had a feeling she was also getting turned on. There was no way she couldn’t feel my hard cock poking through my jeans on her ass. Soon her henna was ready in both hands, and she changed into a ghagra choli. When she asked about her hair, I suggested a step-cut knowing she wouldn’t care.Immediately she asked me to take out the car and drive back to the desi salon. She asked me to show.