When shed been freed, he grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed her down on her back on the couch, with the top of her head pressed against one of it... low, padded armrests. He put a pillow under her shoulders then slid her body farther towards the armrest until the back of her neck was lying on it, leaving her head dangling off of the end of the couch, with her long red hair hanging almost to the floor. This left her wide open, upside down mouth perfectly positioned for cocks to be stuck in. Rashmi: I love dicks and have a lot of experience.Rahul: Really? If you don’t mind me asking?Rashmi: How many guys have I fucked?Rahul: Yes.Rashmi: Including my dad and now you, 8 guys and two girls.Rahul: That’s awesome. Who are the guys?Rashmi: The girls are my hostel roommates. We indulge in regular lesbian threesome. Three guys were my boyfriend. Now all of them are my exes. One guy was a senior. I fucked him to get favors. He would protect me from getting ragged by other seniors.Rahul: Why. You shouldn't." But Jay continued to suck on her nipple, and she didn't say anything more. As he did so, he rubbed his hand over her furry cunt, stroking her outer cuntlips briefly, and then pressing the flat of his hand against the swollen mound of her clit.Now Karen was moaning continuously and her soft tender body was writhing uncontrollably about on the bed. She was experiencing feelings which she had never imagined possible. The physical pleasure was so intense that all thought of guilt. Remember you met him at the Christmas party,” she reminded me.“Okay, so what is he doing here at two in the morning?” I questioned her.“I had too many drinks at the bar, so he offered to drive me home. And on the way he realized he was too drunk to drive any further, so I told him he could spend the night,” she stammered her way through.“This is ridiculous. Grab you stuff, I’ll drive you home,” I said.“No!” she snapped nervously making me a little suspicious.“I left my car at the bar. I can’t.