Shelley didn’t care. She kept sucking and pumping until I exploded again, and she swallowed every drop.I collapsed into the couch and gazed at her. ...he sat back on her heels and grinned, using a finger to wipe the corners of her mouth. “Wow!” I said.“That was fun. We’re going to have to do that again.”“Any time you want.” I theatrically looked at my watch. “Give me a few minutes...”Shelley laughed and stood up, grabbing her top and bra. “Not now. My folks will be home in ten minutes. I need to. Each time I sucked her breasts, Neha held my head tightly. She pulled me towards her, giving out a gentle moan.I asked her if she liked it. She told me that her husband only fucked her hard but never made her body feel so good. She loves this. She gently kissed my head while sucking the honey from her breasts. Neha was still in her saree below her waist.I quickly unwrapped it, and she was on her petticoat and bra by now. We moved to her bedroom, where she unzipped my jeans. I pulled the lace. He pulled her face against him, and her mouth, open to scream, slipped right over his cock. She choked as he went too deep, squirming and writhing, but the men only laughed, moving in closer, so that she was pressed back against the wall, with a half dozen men surrounding her. A spirit of brotherly companionship seemed to settle over the men,that’s why they all became pimps. They laughed again, their cock pumping in and out of her mouth as she was held by hair and hands ,another cock raped her. It was strange to him to feel her breasts and her cock hard against his skin. They kissed again as he ran his hand down the curves of her body, pausing for an instant at her nipple and then tracing a line down to her hips. Jason looked at her and said, “I want to make love to you.” She looked back up at him and said, “There will be plenty of time for that. Right now I want you to fuck me.” Jason’s lips formed a tremulous smile. He lifted Brianna’s legs up and pushed her knees back against her.