Wrapped in her bathrobe Laura fished out her old mobile phone from a draw, it was quite small really not the very old styled ones that were more like ... brick. Turning it on she checked its battery was full before she turned it onto silent vibrate mode and felt it shake in her hand, it was a nice feeling having the phone vibrate against her skin, Laura closed her eyes and imagined what it would feel like against her needy pussy and clit.The vibrating didn’t last long only a quick test, she knew. Her name was Rupali and her husband’s name was Sanjay. Then I told okay and we decided to meet. We exchanged our numbers and decided the place too. Last Friday we three met in Marz-o-Rin cafe at M.G Road. It was 7pm that time. We had snacks and beverages and we were talking about my last story. She was very beautiful but with small boobs. Her stats were 32-30-33 (which I got to know later). She was slim. She told that it has been her fantasy of doing threesome from a long time. They have been. I know she loves her tiny waist so I pulled the laces as tightly as I possibly could. Can you breath I asked? She rubbed her sides as she admired herself in the mirror. Her little thirty four B cup tits where forced into pretty little softball sized globes. I handed her black lace top stockings and watched as she pulled them up her legs and hooked up all six garters. Then she stepped into a pair of black five inch heels. Again looking in the mirror she said I love how I look but what about my. I was raised up off of Paula’s body in order to give her a direct view of my cock fucking her. As I was cumming I noticed Joe watching, too, so I pulled all the way out and let some of my jizz spew onto the outside of her pussy and into her thin patch of pubic hair. Joe’s mouth dropped open again. I plunged it back into Paula’s body and finished my orgasm deep inside her. Paula lay motionless with her legs wrapped tightly around my hips, holding me inside her. When my cock had dumped.