An old Indian guide shared a bottle of rotgut with me across a nice campfire on a chilly night and he filled me in on the legend of Bitchback Mountain...and the curse that was laid on any white man that climbed up to the peak and pissed on its black and evil-tinged rocks. I wanted to laugh at the foolishness of the so-called "curse" as just so much nonsense but I didn't want to offend the old man who had been helpful in directing me to the best hunting areas down on the flatlands. He told me. Pete stood in front of me and put his cock in my mouth and Eric went inside my ass, as it was already lubricated he didn’t have trouble getting in me. Then they all started to hump me, which was quite not right because they were not in coordinate and it wasn’t feeling good. I spat out Pete’s dick, “Guys it’s not working your all off rhythm and it is not making me feel good at all. I am getting uncomfortable can we do it one at a time?”“No bitch we cannot, wait we will fix your problem. Pete. I obediently went and sat in his lap.Ishaan kissed my mouth and embraced me. His hands went inside my pally to caress my stomach which was showing the signs of being pregnent.He pinched it and then travelled north to cup my full breast in one hand.“Now when we meet again probably you will be to big to be fucked Geetu baby so I have to satisfy myself elsewhere but now your days of fooling around are over”he said and pulled my pallu down.I understood that he meant to domiante me and said. I was grinding my dick on Shruti’s ass. Her ass was really soft and bouncy. I moved my hand under her top onto her belly will kissing on her neck gently.I moved my hand up onto her breasts over her bra and started squeezing them gently. I started licking her earlobe and biting it gently. That really turned her on and she let out a soft moan.My girlfriend gently moved her hand into my pants and held my rock-solid dick. Her hands were cold and it felt heavenly when she touched my dick with those.