Man, these women had a real competitive streak with each other. "I care about Amy and I don't want to hurt her. It's not, well, it's not you." I shoul...n't be walking around here naked," she said. "It's just that, well I hadn't been with a man since Amy's father died. And before that, well let's just say I never went long without being satisfied."She paused, patting me on the knee, and continued, "you know, before I met Warren, her father, I was a bit of a wild c***d. It seemed like I was always. Pamela then removed her fingers and grabbed my head and pulled me off of Layla`s she-meat and said to me lick your ass juice of off my fingers,she shoved her fingers in my mouth my ass tasted good,Pamela looked at Layla and said this man whore is ready to get fucked,then Layla grabbed me by the throat and said you sissy whore you ready for some she-meat,she slapped my face and said get on all fours you sissy slut,I got on my hands and knees,I felt Layla behind me and I felt her cock rubbing. My face is coated with your slick wetness, and I love it. You push back onto my tongue, begging me, imploring me to tongue you harder and harder… Your hands reach behind you and spread your soft cheeks apart, exposing your all to me. I know what you want, what you desire… As my tongue traces upwards, my fingers replace it in your wet pussy – so wet, so hot and eager… I don’t hesitate – I lick your puckered asshole with fervor as your moaning becomes intense. I tongue fuck your tight. My tits were looking well raised from under the blouse. I waved my waist in very sexiest way for some moments again and started moving away very slowly from my khasam. Thus my saree came in tension and by moving more and more away, its pleats started to come out from my petticoat. I continued this by dancing with different sexy posture and gesturers by stroking my toes of feet on the floor (THUMKAS) thus, on one side my Payals were sounding Chhama-chham in rhythm and simultaneously pleats of my.