I do not remember how long I was doing this but at the moment the only thing that was in my mind was her pussy, every single centimeter of it, and her...moans in my ears.I went on and on and on and while I was at it i turned moving my legs towards her head and got in a 69 position and rolled her so that I be down and she be on top of me. This is the position I love the most.As I was licking her she put her hands in my jockey, pulled it out and started taking me in. Her first touch felt so good. Marcie said it was a small diversion but it worked. Everybody laughed at my expense.Peter piped up out of turn, "I told him about his pants being opened and he turned red and hid his face and wouldn't look at anybody."Most of the people were shaking their head in understanding and continued with their turn. Eventually the girls were asked what they thought of me. This was what I was dreading. This could have untold repercussions for all our lives. Sofia the most quiet one answered, "Oh I love. I came out of my house and bolted the door from outside so that it will appear locked. I scaled her wall (lucky no one saw me), i slowly entered her back door and closed it. I could hear her having bath. I went in to her room and waited behind the door. I was breathing heavily. My my what guts i had at that time.After 10 minutes sarala came to the bed room , wet only with the skirt up to her breasts and a towel on her wet hair. I was watching her breathlessly. She brushed her hair fully and put. I could feel her firm young breasts pressing into my shoulder. Her wet hair hanging down my back made me shiver. She was making my hands shake and I was having a hard time concentrating on her bike. I dropped my allen wrench and quickly turned around. Her breasts were right in my face. I told her that she was lucky that my hands were greasy or I would have a handful. She cut me off and pulled her top down exposing her hard nipple just inches away and said these. She giggled and told me that if.