I could see the outline of their abs through the fabric of their shirts. The taller one leaned forward, and started to make his way towards me. Oh no....I turned around quickly. Grabbing my cocktail, I chugged it and clenched my hands, bracing myself for what was probably going to be the most embarrassing, awkward conversation I would ever have in my life. "Hey." The stranger said. I didn't look at him. I couldn't. I would just embarrass myself. A moment of silence went by. "Excuse me." He said. ‘Oh my god, oh my god…your cock…mmmmmm… deep inside of me…deeper!’ she cried. Hearing her say that I was able to push the rest of it inside her pussy, starting to move it at a steady pace in and out of her. Not all the way out, but down to just the head of my cock was left inside of her and then slowly back up deep inside of her pussy. Feeling her tighten around my cock each time going back, her walls throbbing at my cock, her juices leaking out of the sides of her pussy over my cock.. She told me change to lungi and gave me one and went to lock the main door. When i was changing inside one of their rooms suddenly kanchana came in and started changing her cloths in front of me. She was wearing pink panty and a black bra with large busts which gave me a instant hard on. After a while, aunty was standing on the stool with her saree folded till her knees and getting the things from the loft and i was standing under her to collect it. While kanchana was dusting the things. You’ll think about how much you love to fuck, especially how much you love to fuck me. But you won’t be able to pleasure yourselves, right? No touching or playing with yourselves. That wouldn’t be fair, after all, since you really want to be pleasuring me. And you definitely can’t pleasure anyone else, especially your husband, Mrs. Grant. Not at all. You’ll just think about how wonderful it’ll be the next time you’re with me instead. Understand?”Both Kimmy and her mother nodded.