Raat theek 10 bajy men us k gahr phonch gya us waqt wo bachon ko sula chuki thi pehly tu edhar udhar ki bataen hoween aur phir men ny usy kaha k men t...mhary en mummon ka dewana hoon mujhy en ka doodh pilawo tu us ny kaha k pee lo men ny kab roka hay tu men ny kaha k jesy apny bachy ko pilati ho wesy hi mujhy bhi apni god men lita kar apny hath sy apny mumy ko mery moun men dal kar pilawo to us ny mujy apni god men lita diya aur apna dayan muma pakar kar mery moun men nipal dal diya aur kehny. But that was nothing, when I reached down and spread the outer lips and he made direct contact with my clitoris and inner lips the sensations were insanely intense. The course texture of his tongue on the sensitive inner flesh was sort of a seriously erotic torture. It was almost more than I could stand. I remember distinctly sitting there gasping for breath, giggling to myself between gasps as a prolonged orgasm racked my body. Petey kept on slurping away at my pussy, lapping up all the juices. He moves behind me, stroking his hands over my skin, gliding cross my back, caressing my stomach, fondling my breasts. I feel his erection against my rump and I shiver in apprehensive anticipation. One hand between my shoulder blades pushes me forward. I’m eye to eye with Jonathan, who pulls me down to kiss me. His hips move in slow grinding circles while his boyfriend prepares me for an additional penetration. The glob of cold lube makes me flinch, but the finger entering shortly afterwards. “Anyway, I need you to go to the store and get a couple of things for the next couple of days.”“Okay, what?” I said.“Just bread and a six pack of IPA,” she said. “We’re out of both. Oh, and one of those big cans of pineapple juice.”“Okay, got it. I’ll go now. It’s not that late; the mini-mart is open. I’ll just walk; I need to burn some calories,” I said.“Okay,” she said.It was only half a mile to the store and I was feeling good. I didn’t get enough exercise that was for damn sure. I’d made.