The woman who was riding me slowly pulled off telling me that was wonderful. She went over and sat down, another woman came over to her and buried her...face right between her legs sucking away at the cum filled pussy. I watched as the 2 girls on the floor started cumming, their muffled moans got loud as they hit their peak at the same time. The 3 guys who were going at the girl switched places, the 1 that was at her head went to her pussy, while the 1 in her pussy moved to her ass, the guy who. Pooja said no bhaiyyyaa…..nooo….please…whatever we do that’s enough. Then he said no Pooja since two years we just had foreplay, we did this more than 100 times and we never had sex, ill show you real heaven, this is the only chance.While this was going on I understood the scene going in the room. Actually Sumit and Pooja did a lot of foreplay from many days, say two years but they never had sex or didn’t get an opportunity. Then I thought this was the distraction what made Pooja fail in her. This was just fucking great. I was dripping blood and covered with salsa, separated by a thin grey barrier I could never cross from my girlfriend and a life of paradise with her and her friends, running for my life from a group of anti-Confederacy neanderthals. That was when I made a critical mistake.I muttered to myself, "How could this night possibly get any worse?" as I pelted around the back of the strip-mall that the restaurant was in. You should always be careful what you asked, because. “I’m sorry sweetie” she said. “Its ok,” I started, “(laughs) what if you move in with me?” “Sure,” she blurted out. I dropped the phone, scrambling to pick it up I finally did and said into the phone, “WHAT!” She said, “I’ll move to the city with you, you said you already found an apartment and ill get a job waitressing to help pay the rent.” I sat there silent on the phone, skeptical. “Don’t fuck with me right now babe.” She laughed “I’m not I am dead serious there is nothing I want more.