She had deep brown eyes, voluptuous lips. she was wearing black tights that hugged her curves and a big, loose top. “Are you Sandhya?” I asked her... She nodded and extended her hand. I took her hand. “Nice to meet you, I am Rahul. So, we finally meet.”Her hand was warm, soft. “You’re very attractive,” she said, “When I saw you come in, I hoped you were the one.” I was overwhelmed, I thanked her for the compliment. We ordered coffee and, slowly the conversion led to my experience and hers. She. He pulled away and his right hand moved to her pussy. He stuck his finger into her and began to search for her g-spot. He stuck in another finger and said Youre so wet! Taste this. He pulled his fingers out and reached up to her mouth. She sucked on his fingers and started to moan. He began to lick her clit and suck her lips. He took his other hand and used it to probe her asshole. I could see him sticking his finger all the way in. She was arching her back and playing with her tits. Shawn was. Shelly sat on the bench next to me while her sister Nelly mounted my lap, and my cock. She easily slid up and down on my hard rod. When her sister had recovered enough she stood behind me and played with her sister. Her hands roamed all over as Nelly's excitement rose. Higher and higher her excitement went. She was almost at the brink when Shelly dug her clawed fingernails into the flesh of Nelly's ass. That was all it took. I pulled Nelly to me, covering her scream with my mouth. I held her. I hadn't even begun to process it all when Nicky saw me."There you are! I was just coming to find you," she screamed. Or at least it seemed like a scream. I almost felt like I was hung-over or something, my senses were so slow."You didn't go for your fitting," Nicky said."Do I really need a new tux?" I asked."Michael! It's a state dinner! At the White House, for god's sake. It's mandatory white tie," Nicky said exasperatedly. "The tailor is downstairs now, fitting David. C'mon!" she added as.