My pussy was wet in anticipation of what was going to come. An hour and a half later, I pulled into my friends address at 8:20pm, he was at the door t... meet me, I had not seen him in twenty years, but he still looked good, we kissed and he led me into the house. In the dinning room there were five young men and an older man I guessed he was in his late 60s early 70s. We had dinner and some nice wine, my friend was rubbing my soaking pussy as we ate, when I finished my friend asked me to go. No. I couldn’t even pretend to enjoy it.I glared up at her, forcing myself to hate her. It was so hard with my ass burning, my pussy dripping, my tongue licking. Her pussy felt so amazing on my mouth. She tasted so good. Why did I like this? I wasn’t...No. I wasn’t. I wasn’t gay. I liked ... guys.“To prove I own your pussy, dyke,” she grinned, “I’m selling it. You’re part of my payment to Clint. You can fuck my slave’s cunt.”“Gladly,” Clint said, letting go of my arms.I shuddered in shock as he. Jacki could feel her knees grow weak. ‘Please, take off my bra. I want to feel you on my bare skin.’ She begged him. Batista gladly obliged and her underwear was gone in a whisper. As his mouth found her bare nipples, his hands trailed down and found her pussy. One large finger dipped into her slit and curled upwards to her clit. As the fingertip rubbed her button, Batista felt her growing quite wet. Torrents of pussy juice seemed to fill his palm as he fingered her. Jacki was enjoying this. Then she licked between asshole and bells which gave me ultimate satisfaction. She then made me to lay on my back and started sucking my rod. It was it its full size. Suddenly i was that bhabhi was watching us standing in door. I closed eyes and let the show go on till Sangita notices her presence. Sangita then turned towards me and i kissed her so that she cannot look back. I removed her panty and made her to sit on me. She guided my rod in her pussy hole and bhabhi saw that her sister’s small.