Gently they eased my legs wider and then they began. Together they softly parted my pussy lips, “My god, she’s wet” one of them sa...d, spreading my pussy wide, their fingers slid into me. I moaned instantly, the feel of it, and the exquisite sight of two guys fingering my cunt. Their fingers wet with my juices rubbing against each other. John pulled my pussy tight with his fingers while Clive circle my clit with his thumb, “Oh god yes” I moaned feverishly as they probed. ” For, you see, so many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible.There seemed to be no use in waiting by the little door, so she went back to the table, half hoping she might find another key on it, or at any rate a book of rules for shutting people up like telescopes: this time she found a little bottle on it, (“which certainly was not here before,” said Alice,) and round the neck of the bottle was a paper. One hand holds me in place as he knows I will buck up, unable to take this new sensation. Oh, goodness!His tongue circles and probes my sweet spot, driving me to the edge. I pull him out to give him a good stroking, before pushing him back into my eager mouth. He finger-fucks my bottom hard now, as I struggle to stay in place. His finger retreats and I feel something bigger at the opening to my flower. Vibrations start, shaking me to my core. I feel the pressure of the small vibrator pushing. My summer break was going on. So like every day, I had woken up and had gone to play cricket with my friends. But it got very hot, really soon. So around 10:30 am I decided to go home and get some rest.As I entered home, I saw no one. So I thought my mom, Pooja, a school teacher and looks very much like Tisca Chopra, the actress, had left for her school. She had just celebrated her 41st birthday this year and was still in her prime age, looking like a damsel.I didn’t see my brother Chetan.