My eyes sprang open and Susan was staring at how far her arm had sunk into her mother’s cunt.“Oh god! Oh God. Fuck me Sue, fuck me with your arm. ...ake me come again”Slowly at first she drew her arm back and almost out and then thrust it forward. I shuddered as she did it again and again, starting a high speed fist fuck of my gushing pussy.Every back and forth motion was met with a wet, wet sound of drenched cumming pussy.Suddenly she jerked her hand from me. I arched upward as a tremendous wave. We then had some courtesy drinks and headed to our bedroom. I pulled Asha toward me and put my hands across her shoulder and massaged her boobs. My wife was sitting in front of us and talking to her about her sexual interest.Asha was a bit uncomfortable at first. Sensing this, my wife came close to her and started to kiss her. She then started to squeeze Asha’s boobs along with me.We made Asha stand up and slowly undressed her kurthi. She was in a red satin bar and black panty. Then both of. In her mind, she would replay last night’s events over and over again. She clearly remembered his heavy breathing on her neck, his cock slightly poking her back, and the moment he had cummed all over her. Now, in the bus, his cock was just fifteen inches to her left and covered by his clothing. He had a considerable bulge, and Sarah couldn’t help but wonder how big it really was, which made her even wetter. She imagined her hand caressing the outside of his pants, teasing him, but she didn’t. Most of the sound was absorbed by the pillow, but she knew it didn’t completely muffle it. She started to pull her finger out and then pushed it back in, barely moving it. She started to pull out further and then plunged it back inside her. She continued this process until she was fucking herself hard with just the one digit. Her pussy juice continued to pour out while she fucked herself, and all the while she tried to convince herself to stop.“What if Jade wakes up? She’ll see her sister.