'you don't look at him, you don't look at me unless I direct you too'. He hesitated to remove her shirt and I started to move like I was going to get...up and she slapped hard down on the tip of his dick and got him moving. I layed back feet up and enjoyed that the little correction got her back on track. He was slow in moving but getting with the program more from his own horniness than from any other fact. She directed his attentions to satisfying her breasts. She pulled his ear and spoke. She was sitting on a chair. She was sweating a lot. Her boobs were poking out and her hair still in the braided bun which I assume she made it again.Anita – Kabir baba, sorry mujhe bhadakna nahi chaheye tha. Aap abhi ambode(bun) se kachra hata do.I was internally happy but still kept a sad face.Me – Haa, thik hai.I was just caressing her hair and her bun. It was so soft with textures of the braid knots.Anita – Kabir baba, mujhe pehle se pata tha ambode mein kachra nahi hai. Par aapka mere. This progressed and they moved their hands into his pants and pullled his thick fucking black cock out and started slobbering on it, I mean ridiculous amounts of deepthroating this fat fuck. Mary was the first one naked. She was just making a mess. Her and Stephanie were kissing with his dick between their lips, just corn on the cobbing this dudes schlong and sucking on his balls. These girls were fuckin cleaning this dude's pipe. My cock has never been that hard ever. Eventually they went. .. how did he know me better than I did? I felt his hand squeeze my ass and I moaned around his dick. It felt so hot inside my mouth and when I pulled it out it shined with my spit and had such a potent air about that it was like looking at fire. I had to swallow it again. Both Duke and the driver (Mike, I found out later his name was) could tell I was enjoying myself. I knew I was too. I was slowly gyrating my hips as I sucked on his dick, listening to the soft rap music coming from the car's.