Yes, I'm a slut but well- so is he, so we make a good pair! Anyway, we were kissing for only a few minutes when he started rubbing me through my panti...s. Those cute red lace ones I bought back in June which he loved though they were on the floor too quickly for him to notice them. He was rough in fingering me but I was soaking wet anyway and it was hot. So fucking hot and I couldn't believe what I was doing but I was loving every minute of it. I felt his cock in my hand and god, it was so. She threw herself on the couch, her top strewn on the floor and her bikini bottom scrunched up in knots at her ankles. Her legs were spread, knees lifted and bent, she began exploring herself; imagining it was the fingers of another human. From the ball of her ankles, she will trace her fingers up her slender calves, indecisively making circles and going back and forth, making its way to the back of her knees, which always made her felt a little more ticklish than usual. She ran her fingers. But nothing is a substitute for the real thing. Today is the day, you come and see me for the weekend at my parents house. I’ve been lying in bed all morning fantasizing about all the things we’re going to do when you get here. You say you want to make me cum over and over. As soon as you step through the door I can’t contain myself. I walk over to you and push you up against the door and give you a passionate kiss. No one is home and I don’t say a word just lead you upstairs to my parents. Parth kept getting me more and more drunk. Soon I was almost out of bounds and did not realize what was happening. I felt like vomiting and so Parth accompanied me to the washroom. Seeing my condition they asked me to accompany them to their room in the bar. I agreed.We went to the room and I lied on the bed. I was still quite high. Abhishek locked the room and they both came to the bed. Parth started to kiss me on my lips and I tried to deny them but I was helpless. Abhishek again started to.