This was a blissful experience already. And it got better.The second part of the session were group "trust building" exercises. We started simply by...having the eight of us form a circle and hold hands while we took turns talking about our experience together. Everyone had positive things to say. Everyone was clearly enjoying themselves. Then we got into two groups of four, and did the activity where you close your eyes and fall backward and two people catch you. I have done this activity. Me – loss. Really? I asked her and at the same time was offering her to eat the cake from her face. Bit by bit.I knew she was enjoying the proximity we had at that time. Her boobs were still touching my chest. I was holding her around her waist. She always had a perfect hourglass figure. But in this gown, she looked like a perfect eight. Imagine the shape of the digit 8 readers!I suggested her to clean up the cake before the dinner arrives. We placed the dinner order and moved to the bathroom.. She inhaled. Her body did not fall apart like she believed it would, but rather, slid into a detached state of consciousness. Her emotions were removed with each breath she exhaled. An unsettling calm washed over her. Quickly, and perhaps far too gently, she wrapped the infant in her robe and held her. A half-formed plan arose in the girl’s mind. Her chamber contained six passages. Five of them were not possibilities. The last, however, held promise. She debated the last option just as a. .. OHHH MAAAAA. THODA DHEERE CHODO THODI DER PLEASEEE..." Allah kasam ... teri choot abhi bhi bahut tight hai. Mere laude ko aisa kas kar dabati hai jaise chaba jayegi" (SWEAR TO GOD ... YOUR CUNT IS STILL VERY TIGHT. IT CLUTCHES MY COCK SO HARDAS IF IT WILL CHEW HIM). He groaned louder. He stopped moving his cock in me for three or four minutes, and during this time he was busy mauling my breasts, pinching and twisting my nipples and kissing all over my back which was making me groan and arch.