My moans echoed against the walls of the bathroom. My eyes closed as I continued to let her fingers work me. Like a cheap wanton whore, I did not care...how loud I was being or if anyone walked in. All I wanted was to give myself over to a full and pleasurable release. I felt my pussy clench down on her fingers as she curled them and thrust them in and out of me, going harder and deeper with every thrust. She moved down slowly to her knees behind me, her fingers staying buried inside me the whole. I rained down kisses on my handwork, always stopping short of his ultra sensitive tip, the nerve endings tingling, crying out for stimulation. I spat on his balls, licking and sucking each testicle, spreading my spit all over the rucked skin. I got them good and wet and then began the procedure all over again, spit, shave, lick; spit, shave, lick. Above me, he surrendered to my loving touch and sighed with pleasure at my every touch. "Well?" I asked, "Is it to me a trim or the full monty?"His. Fir unho ne bataya ki, agar who mujse mile, toh uski baaat kisi ko pata nhi chalni chahiye aur use pehle tume humko maal mein casually milna hoga. Mein ne usme haami bhar di. Fir unho ne meri lund ke kuch pic bhejne ko kaha. Mene fatak se lund ke pics khech kar unko bhej diya. Fir unho ne muje uski size ke bare mein pucha, toh mene bataya ki 6.5 inch lamba hain aur 3 inch mota. Fir who bole, meri wife isse lekar kush ho jayegi. Aur muje apni Face pic bhejne ko bola. So mene mast wali ek pic. "Hi Mum, it's Jennie. Did I catch you at a bad time?" Jennie, sweetheart, no that's fine. I'm out of town - the branch manager and his wife invited me down to their cottage on the coast for the Bank Holiday. We're just going for a walk on the beach. It is wonderful here!" That's lovely Mum. I'm out in the country too, only not much further than Sevenoaks," Jennie said.Jennie's mum had an inspiration "Let me guess - would that be where Mr. Sanders lives?" Got it in one Mum," Jennie replied."And.