.. all i tought about was mike pounding my tight ass and i was starting to feel hornyhe must have feel the same way about me , because this close i co...ld see his bbc line under his pants , walking off the stage people cheering at us, it was a very nice feelingwe went in the prod office sign our papers and when the lady signing our paper went away for something, i started to rub his cock over his jeanmike not saying a word looking at mein silence just rubbing on his jeans , making my friend feel. "Oh, that would be perfect." She chuckled, "just perfect. I'll drop by the Torture Boutique tomorrow to pick up everything we'll need." Oh, don't worry about that," Kathy offered. "Grand Dad gave me a thousand dollar gift certificate when he brought the new dildos," she waved her hand toward the line of gleaming chrome riding machines, "and that should be more than enough."And I'm sure Christi would just love to come with me," she winked at the pretty brunette who still dangled by her wrists. Prakash lead me towards our room. Hours of tension, grief and sadness suddenly turned into smile for me and Prakash. Sanjay was again settled to ICCU cubicle next to our suit. The cubicle was accessible from outside and one locked glass door opining in the room.After attending Sanjay we settled in our room. Prakash ordered lunch from the canteen. We had our lunch and we settled in sofa. All the distance between us was zeroed. We were sitting in the sofa cuddling each other like family members.I. With all that expanse of bare skin to torture, he scooted the tiny Mustang down my right leg then across the sole of my foot for another squeal from me. He tickled back the inside of my thigh but in spite of the protection of my panties, I moaned in delight as he goosed my bum! He roared up and down, around and back across my most ticklish zones, growling little boy car engine noises. As he drove down the back of my left thigh, I heard a creak at our bathroom door and my girlfriend Louise.