She was staying at the Kipton around the corner. We walked through two feet of snow. In her room she had Mikes Hard Lemonade. I honestly never cared f...r that and got one anyways and had her lay next to me on her bed. Two sips later i start massaging those nice DDs. Off come her shirt. Man her nipple were sticking out like a quarter standing up and those circle rings on her breast cant think of what thats call was the size of a softball. Me still being dressed i pull her jeans off her and her. “Yes”, replied Nisha.I knelt down and hugged Nidhi tightly. I gave her smooches while she stood idly.“This is how Nisha didi greets us”, Nidhi said.“I am the one who taught her that”, I replied, chuckling. “Where is everyone?”, I asked.“Rest of my brothers and sisters are in the room and mom is in the kitchen, cooking and working”, answered Nidhi.“Mom, I am here”, shouted Nisha.“Oh yes… I am coming… I am coming”, mom shouted from the kitchen.A few minutes later, slightly bent forward and. No sign of a bra strap! Good!Suzanne came behind me and slipped my track-suite pants down my legs. As I was not wearing underpants, my already erect cock bounced free and pressed against Maria. By now I had moved my right hand from Maria's back to her left breast and was squeezing her nipple. Maria was moaning into my mouth as we kissed, leading me to believe that she was enjoying this so far.Then, as Maria held us together with her arms around me, I moved both hands down to her bare thighs,. I add a third finger and forming them into a triangle I fuck myself again, rolling my hips as I grind down harder and harder. Moaning, I close my mouth around my two wet fingers of my left hand. The taste of my juices dance over my taste buds, and I suck them hard, biting them as I begin to scream. My legs kick out making circles as finally, bursting from the core of my body, my orgasm explodes out of me. My pussy grips my fingers, the tips flicking harder into the rough skin of my G spot.