Usko gussa aata dekh Anamika maan gayi. She shifted on my seat and joined the game. I stood up behind her. Anamika ka face bus ke peechhe ke taraf tha... Woh bhi ab ek team mein ho gayi.She was playing Antakshari while I slid my hand inside her sweater from behind. No one could see anything. I blocked the view from the front and the seat on which she was sitting hid the rest. I began to squeeze her ass. Then I held her panty from the crease and pulled it up. The panty clung to her pussy.I started. He leaned over me and spat on my face. “Get up here and suck this cock faggot!” I knelt before of him as he pulled it out and slapped it on my slut face. I wrapped my lips around his tip and slowly sucked it. I looked up at him to see he was filming me. “Whats your name faggot?” I hesitantly answered “Tom sir.” He talked to his video “this faggot Tom thought he could flake on me, no one flakes on me! I’m gonna punish this bitch until he begs for more!” He proceeded to thrust his throbbing cock. ' I followed his commands and was kneeling byb the bed, Dean swung his feet to either side of my body, took the cup of wine and started to sip. He glanced down and almost whispered 'start sucking my cock till I tell you to stop. Don't be too aggressive but I want to know that you are enjoying what you are doing.' I eased forward and took his hardening penis from his boxers and begin to gently yet passionately sucking on his penile glans. Dean moaned softly as he sipped his wine, with his. " Okay."Returning to the window, Mike noticed that Sarah was riding in her driveway. "Where did she come from?"Mike pushed past her mother and headed outside. "I'm going to get my bike back now, mom." Hey!" Mike called out and ran across the driveway. "Where'd you go?" Mike saw Sarah's eyes narrow as she circled once and then returned home. Mrs. Ross was starring angrily from the front porch. There was no sign of Mr. Ross or his bike."Have you seen my bike?" he asked."Dad saw your bike and took.