I watched their mouths grinding and their lips squirming as undoubtedly their tongues plundered inside the other’s mouth. Their hands started to roa... over the other’s body and although they couldn’t get to their cocks, for I was holding them they went up and down their backs and onto their bums. I was realising that I was becoming rather redundant, but so excited was I becoming at seeing James and Don getting it on that I didn’t mind. “You ok with this?” James asked me. “Yes” I whispered. Ever conscious of not hurting his perfect goddess he then eased back and allowed her to coax the cum from him with her long suck strokes.Being the purist and purveyor of the perfect blow-job she did not touch his cock with her hands. She controlled his fuck tool with her experienced mouth holding him near the climax for what seemed like eternity....speeding up then slowing down at the right moments and retreating to lick another delicious layer of pre-cum.Again he signaled to her by gently. Nevertheless, instincts also told me not to move or make a sound. I could see her head going up and down, I could see her left hand moving up and down. I wondered about what is happening. Suddenly she got up and stood on her knees, her legs wide and pulled her sari and underskirt revealing her genitalia. She came down slowly and sat on top of him. I could see her face tighten and her eyes closing. She had gripped his dick with her right hand before sitting on his top and I was again wondering. .. but," But what?" I asked glancing over at him, where there had been a bulge earlier, it was even more pronounced, but more importantly, there was a sizeable wet spot now too. "Tell me you've never once fantasized about seeing me masturbate," I spoke boldly, guessing ... but pretty confident I was correct in my assumptions."I didn't say, I mean ... I never, what I mean is," So have you? Or haven't you?" I asked quite obviously fingering myself now, though I now stood, actually tugging my.