The day arrived, and eventually the party was in full swing, and apart from one or two people, I had previously never met any of the others, and there...must have been at least twenty guys crammed into my friend's small apartment. There were plenty of "A-gays" at that party, and since I always considered myself to be average looking, to my surprise I noticed how pretty much everyone at that party was flirting with me. Most of them with their eyes only, but one guy touched my ass, another put his. ”Just then, Angie rubbed my leg. Things began to get worse.“I want you really bad,” I stammered.“Really,” she said. She tugged on her neckline, exposing some cleavage. “I didn’t mean to excite you.”“I bet,” I said, feeling something begin to grow.“It doesn’t take much with you, does it?” Angie asked.“Not when you have a captive audience,” was my response.“Can I have a glass of cold water, with lots of ice?” I asked the stewardess.“What’s the matter? Things getting too hot for you,” Angie. Now I asked her to come to 69 position. She too came and take my dick in her mouth and gave me a masturbation. Need it because I want her to fuck really hard for a long time. I too moved her saree upto her hip and placed my fingers on her clit. She made a noise mmmmmmmm mamaaaaa don’t kill me….. Then I inserted my middle finger and I felt some hardness in her pussy. Yes she has not been fucked sine three years. She got aroused and sucked my dick hard and I fucked her with both my tongue and. She spread her knees a little to steady herself, wondering about the trucker’s view of her dripping pussy and engorged clit. Art couldn’t take her soft mouth around him for long, but he wanted to stretch it out. He asked Ida to stay where she was, but take him out of her mouth for just a moment. Her hand was around the base of his cock and she squeezed him gently. His right hand drifted over her ass and he dipped into the wettest pussy he’d ever felt. He sawed his first two fingers in and out.