So I said to him "now I'm gonna fuck you like that girl is getting fucked on the TV and asked if he wanted that. He said "yeah" and so I bent down fa... enough on my knees and pulled open his pretty ass cheeks and dug my tongue into his hot hole, squirming it around and getting off on his moaining and the clenching his hole was making. I reached under the sofa where I kept a jar of Vaseline and opened the container and stroked some onto my throbbing prick. Then I pushed down on his back to. I started pissing over their bodies and in between giving in their mouths to drink. We took shower they washed my dick my ass so I did with their pussies, boobies, and asses. Then we came to the bedroom and switched off the lights and slept.While sleeping I could feel Mohini. She did not get my cum. So she was holding my dick, and Nandi was trying to sleep as she got all that she wanted. Morning by 6 AM I could feel someone sucking my dick. When I checked it was Mohini making me ready for the. And he stood a little aside.I walked my bike around and lifted it to put it in the trunk. The pedal caught just a little on the trunk wall, and he came in behind me and grabbed a side of the bike. I felt his hand on my mine, but what really excited me was that he moved in close behind me and, with what seemed like an experienced move, bent me and the bike over and positioned it fully in the trunk.I could feel him against my ass the whole time--this both scared and excited me.Before I could. It’s her twisted brand of self-defense. I watch as she paces around the room, determined not to look in my direction. She stops, looking at the TV cupboard. It’s home to a DVD player, a games console and various shit I don’t even recognise. “Huh. Might be worth having.” I try to change the mood, but she shrugs me away; still sore and wounded. She looks at the DVD player a little too long, but eventually faces me again, clearing her throat. Her cheeks are flushed, but her eyes hold that same.