Angie watched as her finger floated over Sara’s pink button, and even though Sara’s clit was highly visible, Angie loved how Sara’s pussy lips s...ill formed the perfect vertical smile. Sara again moaned as Angie circled her tender spot. One of the many girls now watching said, “You’re gonna get the finger!” Angie looked up to Sara and Sara down to her. Angie smiled and Sara knew what that smile meant. Slowly, Angie ran her finger down through the perfect division. Sara felt her body shiver as. It was like going into battle without the worry of getting hurt, no matter how remote that was for me. A good four months or so of training had passed, and this was just the usual stuff, ending with my capture and being dragged off to a torture chamber. Heavy duty chains suspended me above the floor, pulling my body taut, leaving me spread and exposed since I'd already lost much of my costume in the fight, the hardest one yet. I also was sweaty, wet and musky, both from the workout I was. .Me: Archana yeah.. umm.. what a sweet pussy. This is made for my dick ahh… hottie pussy.All the sealed windows and curtains of the coach would have heard our extreme moanings.Archana: Let’s change to doggy.Me: Yes, my favourite one, ummm..Then I inserted my dick with full of thrust again. But this time, she didn’t scream, rather she enjoyed herself. We tried different positions and after about 30-35 minutes of immense stroking, I said –Me: Baby, I am about to cum!Archana: Load it inside me,. Without embellishing, I am a softly curved forty-something year-old woman. Oh sure the legs still look good, especially in those sheer stockings and the short skirts I liked to wear. It was my breasts that caused the most attention in the guys and I must admit I teased them constantly. From the low cut clothing showing my voluptuous cleavage to dancing to music I hated only so that the guys will stare at me and my chest as it bounced wildly. Unfortunately, get my clothing off and the breasts.