Vidhi bhabhi ki gadi peechhe thi Bouji ne sari kamar per lapet rakhi thi aur blouse ke uper sweter pehan rakha tha becuase subah thand hoti hei. Gadi ...ein vidhi bhabhi ne mujhe apne bagal mein bitha liya aur boli kya haal hei. Aaj sharmaoge to nahi to meine sar Hila diya, bhabhi boli abe abhi se lugaiyon ki tarah sharmata hei. Mujhe to samajh mein nahi aata ki too apni bibi ke paas raat ko kaise jayega. Vidhi bhabhi pata nahi kyon mujhe pareshan karne ke liye aisa batein karti thi ya use ismein. This was definitely warming me up fast. Her right hand moved down my back and around my ass, her fingers tracing the inside of my crack, pressing my panties into it. With our bodies intertwined and the blankets over our heads, I quickly forgot about the blizzard outside. As Sarah continued to push against my hands, I realized her crotch was getting wet; not from sweat, but from the same sticky flow that covered my fingers when I masturbated. She moved in a slow steady rhythm, squeezing my hands. Obviously not happy with her hand being confined by her pyjama bottoms she wriggled them down her legs until they were around her ankles, then spreading her legs as wide they could go, she attacked her pussy with frenzied fingers. The ferocity with which she fingered herself amazed me, her hand occasionally slapping her pudenda accompanied on each occasion with a****listic grunts and obscenities. "Fuck yes, slap my cunt you bitch, slap it hard make me cum".I felt myself moistening, my clit. I took his cock into my mouth sucking and licking they way I knew drove boys crazy. It worked the same for Mike. I started bobbing over his cock, sucking and licking. I threw my all into it; I wanted to make sure he couldn't say it wasn't a great blowjob. I found myself getting tired in my neck and jaw but I refused to give up. The boys I was used to would have cum already. I bucked myself up by saying to myself, 'Well, if he lasts long in a bj, he'll last a long time screwing me too.' That.