Looking out the window I could see that no one on the street noticed me, although we were close to the covered walkway so any one on it could easily s...e us. My husband fucked me good against the glass, finishing in my mouth. After cumming he had me bend over the dresser and inserted my ben-wai balls into my pussy. “Get dressed”, my husband told me as he smacked my ass, “we are going to be late”. I dressed and we headed to the Atrium where the reunion’s cocktail hour was held.I will spare you. “ooooooooohhhhhhhhhh ……………… That is …………. Fantastic.”I spread my legs as vijay’s hand slips down to my most private pubic area. His finger enters my split at the very top, slides down between my lips to my clit and begins to harshly rub it.“ouch …….. Not so hard ……… It hurts.”“that’s ok, chickie, it’ll feel good in a minute when you get used to it.”I don’t like being called “chickie”. I am beginning not to like vijay so much. He is much cruder than naveen. He places both my outer lips between. The driver definitely notices as your ass is pressed up against his back window. Your sister looks down at your soaked panties and says “if I’m not wearing any, then you shouldn’t either.” Dropping down she pulls your panties off you. Now your pussy is exposed fully to the busy street. Onlookers stare right at you.“Wow, sis. You really can drench these.” Your sister says as she notices how soaking wet your panties are.She pulls your skirt back down and tells you to get in the car. “We don’t. Kathrine pushed her breasts against the bed and reach back pulling her ass cheeks apart and Micheal looked at her little bud, it was slightly open and looking so sexy right in the middle of those perfect cheeks, his cock was glistening in her juice, but he needed more before going into that tightest of holes.Spitting into the crack of Kathrine's ass Micheal used a finger to spread it over the tight little puckered hole and then pushed his finger with the spit inside, Kathrine moaned and lurched.