That all changed when she flattened her tongue against me and began to wiggle it from side to side. The sensations in my little clitoris doubled and I...reached down, locking my fingers in her hair, grinding my hips, pressing my entire pussy against her mouth. I could hear her breathing hard and she grabbed my butt, cupping both cheeks. I could feel it coming. I was reaching for it. At the same time I was tensing up, trying to draw it out from force of habit. I was finally defeated. Jasmine’s. She took it and stroked it in her hands and then started licking it all over with her tongue. She was a first timer but she was incredible with blowjob. I still remember the way she rolled her tongue all over the head of my dick. I then laid her on her back on the bed and then started again to enter her pussy.I pushed it slowly. It went in about an inch or so. And then slowly I started moving it inside and outside. I then gave a sudden jerk and it went in to half its length. Shruti screamed. I. It wasn't that dark and I was surrounded by teenage boys. But I had to cope somehow.I had been staring at the screen for a moment without really seeing what was happening as my mind churned furiously. But I heard a moan from the television and my eyes focused again, just in time to watch Joni peeling off my last item of clothing. She was kneeling behind me and slowly pulling my panties down.She left them on the floor, still tangled around my ankles. It didn't look like I would be able to step. ”“What… why?” I asked incredulously.“You are smart, good looking, everything I’m not. I come from white trash. You are clean-cut and cultured.” Smiling forlornly he then continued, “I was… and still am a smelly oaf. Back then my face looked like an acne war zone. I’m sure you have never even had one pimple,” he blurted as we both chuckled.He went on to tell me that he had left everything he owned with his ex, whose redneck family were carbon copies of his own clan. He simply had to get away.