I grin a little as the blood starts pumping and my cock gets bigger, it gets so big and hard it actually hurts a little. I get up and turn to my mirro...ed wardrobe, whip down my boxers and have a look at the b**st in full rage, it's impressive. I have a little idea so I pull up my boxers and have my cock and balls sticking out of the piss sleeve. I do up one of the buttons and now my cock is tightly gripped, it feels great, my spunk tube feels restricted. I know that as I blow it's gonna have. She then told him to fuck my ass, while she watched. I waited for like ever just for her to put the head of his cock on the opening of my ass, she told him, think its me bent in front of you, and look at me. He did and then I felt his hard cock slowly push inside of me, it felt so much better than that dong from earlier, he kept pushing till he was all the way inside of me, he was kissing and playing with her big tits while he started to fuck my ass, saying how tight it felt, and good. Soon. I started to panic and squirm, someone was going to see us. I try to move but as soon as I lifted myself, he reached up and pushed me back over and let go of my cheeks to hold onto my legs. I was trapped in this position. The man who came in was the other man from the terrace, the guy in the lime green/black striped speedo who was on his phone. He walked in and didn’t seem to notice us in the distance until he saw the pair of speedos hanging on the sink. He looked over to us and realised what. “itne hi hen ji, bas hum barah””apko hindi ati hai”, “han ji ati hai”, “tab to maza hi agaya”,“aaj to barah bajenge”,”chehere pe”,”kya pata kahan kahan”. They all laughed and I was just smiling terribly and watching their big faces. They took their seats at the sofas being arranged around the stage. My man took me to the stage and announced. “yeh hen mr reshma”, a laughter roared inside the hall, “aaj ki raat yeh hamara manoranjan karenge”, “karenge ya karengi”, “han han wahi”. I was feeling.