As my now thoroughly stretched asshole was still being fist fucked, fingers from the other hand wasted no time in wedging themselves back into my cunt... I wheezed through gritted teeth as a second fist entered me. I know had a fist in my asshole and one in my cunt. The two fists started out fucking my holes slowly, but the speed and power of the thrusting fists increased, at first slowly, but then more rapidly. Sometimes both would drive into me in unison, sometimes they would alternate their. My dick getting wet from your hot pussy juices.You say: Ahh fuck yes! You better bloody cum in me you sexy boy!I say: I'm trying...I'm trying baby...I'm just trying to last longer for you.You look at me, giving me a smile, knowing the fact that I want you to enjoy every second of it.You stop bouncing and lean back allowing me to rub your clit, around and around.You lean your head back enjoying my touch. I say: You love it don't you? You love my fucking cock in you.You say: There's something. “Oh please, just fuck me. Fuck me like a slut, I’m your slut, I’m your fucking cumslut whore. Make me cum, make me cum on your big thick cock, I’m yours, I’m yours.” Yours words make me even more aroused, and I start to really pound your cunt, fucking you harder and faster, my cock slamming in and out of your wet cunt, one hand grabbing your hair, the other mauling your breasts. You lean on one arm and with the other rub your clit furiously. You’ve never been so wet and horny before. Your words. I was observing this all from a couch sipping my third peg of whiskey. I saw Pooja looking at each crotch to judge the size of the cock inside. Everybody was drinking and getting boozed up. Pooja was on her second peg of Gin and was freer than before. The Indian party had begun taking shape. It was now time for all of us to enjoy the party and so I called Harshal and told him to announce me, and that I had a big surprise for all. So Harshal called me and announced the same. I stood and said, ".