I could see that her mother didn’t even gave her the privacy to masturbate. She looked sorry but I gave her a smile wiped my face and then came up t... kiss her. She rolled me over and came above me. Now she was taking the charge. She licked my nipples and bit them as revenge and then she moved down licking my tummy.Then she grabbed my boxers with her teeth and pulled them down and then my underwear in same manner. Her lips touched my crotch in the process. A current ran across my body. She. I just said- Sorry! It was my fault.She said- Don’t be sorry. I did all this because I wanted to match you in terms of the number of sex partners.We laughed a bit. Then we bathed and dressed up. She had worn two-piece where her cleavage was clearly visible.She asked- Am I looking good?I said- Of course! Today you will get many dicks with this look.Anvesha- No, now I have the best dick.I smiled. We talked through eyes, and in a few minutes, I started fucking her again. But we had forgotten to. He smiled as he watched her rub her own pussy, her slender fingers furiously rubbing her swollen, sensitive clit and helping him work her pussy over as he continued to short-stroke her. He looked back up into her face and watched her reactions to the joint stimulation, then seeing and feeling her tensing with pleasure, he pushed into her deeper until he was fully inside her at last. He smiled at the wide-eyed wonder as she felt his full size for the first time. Once her wetness covered his. The bodice was of thehalter style and nearly backless. It was of a shiny black fabric similarto satin, but thicker and stiffer. There were dull, black ivy likepatterns, twisting across and around the bodice falling down onto thefull, floor length, white skirt. Unlike the bodice, the skirt was madeof a heavy fabric with a felt like texture. The stiff fabric gave theskirt a nice flair on its own, but would really be enhanced by a coupleof petticoats, something I just had to have. I didn't.