. ‘If you just need blow job, no fuck necessary. that’s OK with me. I like blowing men.’ Wow? Ohh wow! It was like a ‘Candid Camer...’ moment. I knew I was either a fool or about to go brain dead. Truth?…….. ‘Loving’ turned out to be the bestest part…… I hopped over a six foot fence like an Olympic athelete, and had these Asian hands lightly going over my shirtless chest like a sex machine personified. Lisa’s ‘light touches’ weren’t awesome. They were BEYOND awesome. I. Talking about hard, yes, I got a hard-on many times per day when I watched her movements and those of her various body parts as she walked to the filing cabinets and got comfy at her desk.Barb had an exquisite taste for clothing and was a real make-up artist. Her skirts were short and tight, and she rarely wore pants, because she knew how sexy her legs were. It appeared that the boss liked to look at her tits because her blouses and sweaters always had ample cleavage and were probably a size. Her thrusts were getting faster and she tried to push herself over the edge. The harder she got the more Kabir thrust his cock into her to meet each thrust. “Fuck me Kabir” she whispered, “fuck me hard.”“Fuck my pussy deep. Fuck that feels good. Make me cum on your cock Kabir. Fuck me hard. I want to feel you shoot into me. Do you hear me? Fuck me and fill me up with your cum. Make me pregnant now, spunk in me now.”Archana’s dirty talk pushed him to the edge. With a final push, he started. I wriggled helplessly as the three worked me to a fever pitch, nearly brought to a crescendo when the twins reached my dripping sex. They licked me in unison, bringing me nearly to the edge of a shuddering climax when, without warning, they stopped. The three laughed as I writhed in my bonds, desperate for a release of one kind or another. When they perceived that my breathing had subsided they began again.The three switched their positions, and the twins eagerly attacked my breasts while.