Up and down with long, slow strokes until he nudges my legs further apart. His fingers dance along my inner thighs and touch barely my bald pussy.My b...reathing is heavy as his fingers play with my clit. I raise my head, nod and smile to let him know that he must not stop. I lower my head and close my eyes, his hand grabs one breast and begins to twist my nipple. I squeal and squirm slightly while his other hand rubs my sweet pot harder.Mark kisses my lips gently then with more vigor. My tongue. It is not mandatory for each girl to script on game as all will involve in all games. Hence Madhavi asked for volunteers and Subha raised her hand first.Game started and Subha proposed a game. First she tied my eyes with a black cloth and she told that girls will come one- by- one and I need to feel her breast and have to identify the person. Failed to identify the correct person will result in doing the task assigned by Subha and vice versa if I succeed. She proposed some rules. I should not. Picking it up in her hands she was surprised at the weight of it, as she wrapped her hands around its thick shaft and brought it to her face. With fingers not reaching around its thick girth she rub it against her cheek, feeling the softness of the jelly-like material and inhaled the new clean smell of it. As the shock of the arrival of her package and the size of its contents wore off, she became aware of the raw feeling of lust and need she was feeling - the need to be filled to her limits. Automatically, her glistening pink tongue sought out the remnants of her nectar from her niece's foot."That's good Neesie, suck my toes now. That's my girl; suck them like you suck a cock. Hmmm, I wonder what Tom would think about you sucking someone else's cock? Does Tommy know you are a little cocksucker?"Denise cringed at the thought of her husband. What would he think of any of this? What would he do if he knew his wife was a slut... an incestuous lesbian slave to her niece. She tried to.