As the end of my time here was drawing close, and also it was the end of 2004, there were many invitations for me to attend formal dinners as well as ...arewells from friends I had made in my time here. I went to many, but also I cancelled one but told my wife I was going to attend them. This was the only way I knew of getting some alone time with Bardhini and to see just how far she was prepared to go with me, or if she had just been having fun at my expense. Being in Pune and booking into a. My cock looked darker than his, more solid, thicker but definitely shorter. I held both cocks together in my hands, sliding those hands up and down very slowly. Chris had his eyes closed but the pulse in his cock, the arms held stiffly by his side, the hurried breathing all made clear that he was enjoying this. Yet, the moaning I heard definitely wasn’t his. Standing in the open door, watching us, a hand gyrating between her legs was Angie, who – of course – had returned from the toilet long. Her hips start to move to match his rhythm.“Fuck my pussy, my baby! I want you!”He can hardly hang on now, she is milking his dick with her pussy.“Momma! I’m Coming!”His words and their motion together blow her over the edge with him.“Baby! Oh, Baby, Momma’s coming, too!”Her powerful pelvic thrusts suck his cock as he spurts his sperm into her. Bursting again and again, his teenage body has recuperated fully from his orgasm just a few minutes earlier. Her body jerks and her mind goes. ‘Just because he isn’t turned on by Hypnosis any more…’ ‘Maybe I made him like that’ ‘Whatever, he’s my man now.’ ‘Like I care – I can have anyone I want’ ‘Whatever.’ Whether propelled by a challenge or because she wanted to, the brunette in front of me let her shoe fall to the ground and stuck her left foot right in my face, covering my mouth and nearly my nose as well. ‘Breathe.’ She said, staring right at me. Now, I should clarify, I don’t have a foot fetish. Well, maybe a tiny one, but only.