I could feel her rhythm and started counting. I realized that the times were exact and that she was counting too. She really was a pro. She would spit...on either the tip of my dick or on her tiny hands, but she never really stopped working my massive pink cock. I grabbed her by the head and she instinctively put her hands behind her back and started lunging forward if I even hinted her head in that direction. She could never manage to get it all in her mouth, but that was for no lack of trying.. He was bigger than the first guy and my bung was so tender that it felt like some one stuck a hot poker up my butt. He rode me for 40 minutes before he flooded my butt hole with his substance. Once he had filled my bung he slowly grind his fat penis around till I was nothing more than a whimpering heap of a boy toy. When this punisher pulled out the last guy came up and spit into my anus, he grabbed my ankle and snatched them from under me and mounted me with a vengeance. He rode my butt like. Her cleavage was somewhat visible due to her v neck top. She asked me to sit down and got water for me. When she bent to serve me water almost the whole of her boobs were visible. I was dazzled at that sight. I drank water and gave her the saree. She saw it and told that it was beautiful. It was a pink color saree. She asked me to sit as she wanted to try it on and get my opinion about it. She was inside her room for about 15 mins when she suddenly called me. When I went inside the room she was. I was dumbfounded. I had never imagined that these two could get to this point, although I never knew them very well. Emily pissed for a while, the whole time staring right into Bob’s eyes. When she finished, she turned to us. “Need to piss, Cindy?”Cindy stared at the sight of the two of them. She looked at me and I shrugged. Finally, she smiled and ripped off her cover-up. She walked over to Bob and Emily. Emily moved back and went to a small basin on the floor where she washed what had.