She took my shirt off, gently kissed me all over as she worked her way down to my jeans. My penis did a funny bounce as she pulled it off. She giggl...d again, ‘ooh, I think now I understand.’(You see, my last name is Wei, and, thanks for my Irish blood, I was six inches long with a wide girth, like a stuffed sandwich. The day I got that nickname is worthy of a separate story which I will share later.)She kissed me some more while her hands worked ‘the sandwich.’ She was careful to be not too. Barbara desperately wanted to turn her head to see what was on the tray but feared that if she did so she would be punished. She was very frightened about these "procedures" and made up her mind that she would quit if she thought anything might permanently hurt her. Beth's face appeared in front of Barbara's and shielded her eyes from the light. For the first time Barbara noticed that the rest of the guests had gathered around the table and were looking at them like they would look at one of. Then she noticed I was seeing her boobs and she asked do you want something. I said yes she slightly removed her pallu and said you want these right….I was shocked to see those blobs trying to get out of her blouse. I was staring and she said do you want to touch and I said yes. When I extended my hand I heard my mom calling me. she quickly set her Saree and ran towards her portion. Then that night I jerked nearly 3 times with a heavy load of cum remembering her blobs and fantasizing her. Next. He replaces her spot on the couch, sitting in a large wet spot made from her juices. He grabs her hips and turns her away from him and rips her panties off her exposing her perfectly round ass. He leans over, spreads her cheeks, and kisses her round budhole. He sits back up and unclasps her bra letting it fall to the floor. He pulls her to him and bends her over his lap. “You are to count to five with me. Do you understand?” he tells her. She twitches with anticipation. “Yes, sir.” She can feel.