"They cost me twenty dollars." Did they?" I stared shamelessly. "Well worth it." You think so?" She wiggled, then stood up and showed me the rear view... Her butt was round too. And the satin was stretched wonderfully over her buttocks as she wiggled again and sat down. She smoothed her skirt down over her thighs again, ignored the looks from all the guys in the vicinity, and stared at me. "Well?" God. Are you always like this?" No, I said that already." So what's it about tonight?" Listen, if. So we both checked that no one was close and both started stripping off,must admit my gear was off in seconds and so was his,his cock sprung out of his shorts about 7 inch but good and hard,felt my butt spasm as I looked at it,he came close to me and gripped my hard on as I held his,he wanked me slowly and I did the same to him sliding my hand up and down his hard on,feeling his cock stiffen some more as I played with him,he leant in and tongued my mouth we sucked and kissed each other as we. "I put my palms together fingers pointing up in front of my chest. "Namaste, Meera."Meera smiled widely acknowledging my action. She did the same. "Namaste Richard Sahib." She gave a little bow. This was a remnant of a traditional courtesy in India known as 'touching feet.' They didn't actually touch feet; it was symbolic. The bow demonstrated that she acknowledged me as of superior caste. I didn't see myself that way but caste is ingrained in Indian society."It's good to see you again after. Your friends’ cocks have swelled and thickened with the excitement of your masturbation combined with theirs. You look at Mark and coax him over towards you with your finger. He moves from the coach and comes towards you on his knees. You spread your legs open as he draws close to you, reaching around his head you pull him down onto you. His beard brushes against your clit as his tongue spreads the wet and waiting lips of your pussy. As run your hand through his hair, smiling up at Joe who has.