We both nodded. “Sorry, sir,” I said, my eyes cast down I didn’t dare meet his gaze. He was quiet, too quiet for my liking. I raised my head to ...look at him and his gaze nearly took my breath away. His eyebrows were raised and I saw him smirk. What should I do? I thought to myself. His clear blue eyes were sparkling, mischief portrayed all around his face. It was making my pussy clench. “I’m sorry, too,” Ashleigh said, I saw her turn to look at me in the corner of my eye then back to Jason. “I. Alan was sitting directly behind the taxi driver, so he couldn’t really see anything, but I’m sure my arm motion and wry smile was leaving no doubt as to what we were up to in his back seat. Alan didn’t always cum during these warm up handjobs, but on that day he was clearly headed toward an eruption, so I leaned over and covered the tip of his shaft with my mouth as he blasted a load of cum down my throat. I swallowed it all, then stroked out the last drop – licking that away with my tongue –. And her pussy tasted good. The spice and the salty went great together. I blushed, refusing to answer as I licked again, my tongue darting through her folds and brushing her clit.“Now your turn, Paloma,” purred Salome. “I want to see that cute futa-dick sliding into Shelena's bowels. Ass-fuck her hard! She deserves it!”“Yes, she does!” Paloma said with enthusiasm.The nerdy cunt pressed her futa-dick into my butt-crack. My futa-dick gave an excited twitch, my pussy clenching. I groaned, feeling. I had no fresh clothes to put on.Prajakta teasingly threw her nighty at me. I smiled and dropped my towel and wore her nighty. Prajakta was just staring at me. She was sitting on the bed, in her black negligee. I jumped on the bed and kissed her lips. She kissed me back and pulled me down in the bed with her.I slowly lay her on her back and kissed and licked each part of her body. I had heard that Indian women had a particular weakness in their nipples and stomach hole(navel). I entered a.