With Marsha now wide open, I allowed my tongue to enter into her waiting pussy. And loved it.I heard her moan softly when I sucked her tiny nub into m... eager mouth. I could smell the perfume she must have used but, even stronger, was her natural female odor. I breathed in deeply through my nose, her scent exciting me even more.Marsha’s moans became louder and her clit became swollen under my touch. I reached one hand beneath her to grip and massage her wonderful ass, and Marsha’s back arched. During our lengthy chat and many drinks later I learned all of the facts that I needed to know. She was 17 and technically shouldnt have been in the club, she was single and on holiday with parents and parents friends family. Through careful questions I found out she wasnt a virgin but she maintained she wasnt easy. I also learned that she was only 5ft which just added to her cuteness, when she took off her heels she was really tiny but all in proportion. It was just past midnight and I thought. .. platform? It was padded, but not soft like a bed. Hands were all over you. You couldn't keep track. It seemed like every part of you was being touched, and lubed and probed. Your soaking wet pussy was penetrated with what you felt were more fingers, your clit pinched and pulled making you cry out. Your breasts were groped and pulled hard in all directions. Your legs stoked along with your feet. God, how many people were there? Six–Ten. Who were they? Were they all men? Did you really care?. And aunty went to kitchen to make me a cup of tea so I asked didi so how is your life? To which she replied its great but after marriage lot of responsibilities then I said ya true after marriage life changes a lot for that she said even people change a lot hearing her.I asked how then she said about her husband she said me her story like they had an arranged marriage and it was fixed in July 2011 but there were no mahurath till Jan 2012 so for around 6 months they were in contact.And use to go.