First she moved her booty only in small and slow circles with my cock as the center.But already a short while later she was rather moving back and for...h and such rubbing her clit on my belly.Constance was completely forgotten for the moment. I simply enjoyed the cock-massage given me by her hot and wet cunt. And judging by her hot moaning and groaning the feeling was mutual. She took my hands and placed them on her firm tits. At once I started kneading the hot and horny flesh and rubbing her. It may show my ignorance but I really didn’t know how to tell the difference.“Hey acere, ¿qué pasa?” the leader of the men asked Mike. I don’t speak Spanish, but it was obvious by his tone that it wasn’t a friendly greeting.“Just out walking the piggies,” Mike replied.The two women laughed. They were older than my daughter but not by all that much. They wore a lot of make-up and their black hair was greasy and teased out.“It looks like you are having a little fun,” the man introduced himself as. Butt crack... “Jerry, Whitney and I saw you put your hand on Jean’s knee, as Camille and your sister touched each other. When I saw you and them doing that, I nudged Whitney. Just as I did, I saw Jean’s blouse suddenly start blowing up like she had a balloon inside it ... PLEASE ... PLEASE, whatever you and Sherry did for Jean ... Whitney and I want a double dose of that magic potion. We want to look like Sherry, Camille and Jean ... and the rest of your troupe.We were standing outside the door. One thing led to another and they exchanged phone numbers and she left. Now Dilip sir kept texting her and she was replying back. As she had very little friends at home, she was happy to find someone to hang out with.2-3 days later, he asked her if she wanted to go out to have drinks with him. She was bored and so she said okay. They decided they would go that night.That night, she got ready and they met at a pub. Neha didi was wearing a lowcut white t-shirt and jeans and as usual, she was not.