My dickhead was bigger than my phallic cock, so she sucked on my dickhead, making dirty slurping sounds. Hearing that, and feeling my dick getting the...blowjob of its life, I felt like I couldn't take it anymore. I literally grabbed the bedsheets around my for dear life! Her tongue then worked its magic again, this time licking both my uncut flesh (where my dickhead would pop out), and the hole where I would piss and cum of course. This action of hers further prompted my to literally cry out. Now it is my turn to moan when her lips part, inviting me into her mouth. The sweetness I find there is indescribable, just as is the smoothness of her teeth and the softness of her tongue. The erotic feeling of her mouth is only rivaled by the suppleness of her body, undulating under my hands.It is not possible that she does not know the extent of my arousal. With her sitting almost in my lap, there is no denying the manifestation of my excitement. But, my gratification is unimportant. The. But the pièce de résistance is what I notice next. As Janette stands perfectly still in front of me, her hands at her sides and her knees touching mine, I lean toward her hips and squint: just above her pubic hairline, written neatly in red marker, are the words.For Hill.The "i" is dotted with a tiny heart, and a little bow is drawn over the words. It's Maia's handwriting. She wrote this. On Janette's body. Oh my.In the kitchen, a wine bottle's cork pops.I look slowly up from Janette's pussy to. (Sakshi aunty brought it immediately) Akash put this on beta.”I was hesitant yet followed her orders. Suddenly someone pulled my blanket away I immediately lifted the mask to see all of them staring at my rock hard penis.Me – “What are you doing?”Priya Aunty – “Whatever we are doing is for your good, don’t worry Aaku, just relax.”I was totally embarrassed but there was no other choice for me.Mom – “Akash please do not lift this blindfold. It’s a sacrifice not enjoyment. We are going to.