As we ate at a Chinese place I put my arm around her chair, touched her frequently on the hand or arm, played footsie under the table. There was no re...istance. Most of the time, she seemed to hardly notice. After a half hour in the restaurant I began referring frequently to my being "in training" for some fictional athletic event that would make it necessary for me to get home before midnight. At least this lie caught the interest of the two guys, who kept asking me questions about it. I. Or jor jor se chillane lagi.Sunita boli iski bolti mai bnd krti hu aisa kehke usne apni chut kamesh k mooh pe rakh di.Kmesh usne chusne lgi.Or mai uski chki chut chodne lga. Mujhe bahut mja aa ra tha. Kmesh ki chut bahut garam or gili thi. Aaaahaaa kya maja aa ra tha.Fir sunita apni chut ussr chatwaane lagi or mujhe kiss karne lagi. Fir sunita boli ki aaj suhaagdin h isi baat pe tum chudai kro or mai dance krti hu.Fir sunita dance karne lgi. Uski chuchiya jor jor se hil rahi thi. Mai or uttejit. I wasnt sure what to do… I liked her against me and my mind raced with all kinds of what if scenarios. I finally decide to see what would happen if I accidentally put my arm across her chest. Her chest was beautiful, even laying down her boobs pushed upward as if she was wearing a bra…the puffy raised nipples that were evident under her T-shirt verified she wasnt wearing one. Why are her nipples hard?, started to make me think… I started to slowly put my hand under her T and feel my first tit.. I reached down towards my father's lonely penis and gripped it tightly in my hand whilst forcing my tongue as far down his throat as I possibly could. As my hand began to slide up and down his dick, he took control of my wrist and helped me pump away. I yelped ever so slightly when I felt my dad slip his finger into my bum hole. It drove me even closer to orgasm when he began to wiggle it around in there, my ass slightly lubricated from my shower.He pulled his tongue out of my mouth and looked.