Salma removed her bra and Ayesha followed. Now two sets of huge tits were on display.I always had a fetish for huge milky boobs. Their boobs were milk... white and have pink nipples and areolas. I already had an erection inside my underwear. My dick was throbbing like anything and as if it would tear the underwear. It was very hard to stay silent and calm in that condition.I signalled both of them to come near me. I pointed Salma towards my crotch and pulled Ayesha towards me.Ayesha took off my. And then!! Your face reached my pussy, you took my thighs in each hand and spread me even wider apart, and I felt your amazingly flexible tongue thrust into the opening of my vagina. I can recall my thoughts with crystal clarity:‘Oh! Do people really do that? – mmmm, yes, aahhh! – now I can see why they do! Oooohh, don’t stop, please, mmm, oh yes, please don’t stop – aaaggh ... OOOHH!!I surged to a third climax, sobbing with ecstasy as my buttocks squirmed in the soft fine sand. You held. We’ll call her Christine. I was upfront and told her she had gorgeous lips. She thanked me, and then when I asked what she was up to… Christine stopped messaging. That’s Literotica for you. Sometimes people will message back and other times they won’t. It didn’t bother me much because I’ve been on Lit long enough to know better. As long as I wasn’t those freaks who take things to heart or spam messages until they get blocked, I knew everything was cool. It had been about a week, since our brief. Now, go, you will be called soon.” The man turned his back on her. She could barely make it to the door, her body ached and she felt excited beyond measure and also a bit sad. Her body craved his presence, assaulted by a sudden loneliness. And so she returned to her life, unable to focus on anything but the memory of the shop owner and his commanding ways. The pleasure he had given her excelled any she had ever had with Maurice. This puzzled her a great deal for she had loved him and she.