Greg still fucking me like a pro. My nails running up and down his back leaving furrows behind in his skin. His big dick was begining to tickle my G-s...pot and I drew closer to my own climax. Going from one cock to another sucking the other two guys on my left and right spittle and cum dribbling down my chin they were on the verge of loosing there loads but desperately held back wanting there turn on my pussy. I increased my stroking teasing them closer to climax.Let's change position. Greg. .Meri ami ke behen yaani meri khala jaan jo islamabad main he rehti hain,hm sb ghr waly kbi kbi un k ghr jaya krty thay.main un k ghr ja k bohat enjoy krta tha un k bachon k sath khoob khayl k.phir jb main 19 saal ka huwa to mature honay ke wjah say meray sb toor-treeqay badlnaaa shuroo ho gyeay or khala jaan k ghr aana jana b km kr dia.unhie dinoon main main ny apnay andr sex feeling ubharti mehsoos keen.Ayk din main apni khala k ghr gya kuoon k mujy apni sister ayesha ka weeding card dayna. “You started it” I whispered to her back. I asked her what I was saying. She said “I don’t know.” “You don’t know and you are saying that I was talking in the night while I was sleep?” I continued; “Are you saying that I am a sleep talker?” She again shushed me saying; “be quiet.” And she continued; “You were talking and that’s all I know, now please go to sleep and let me sleep too.” “Ok, Ok I will good night.”Ok, I now know one thing, she was totally awake all the way last night but she still. I nearly passed out at with previously unknown heights of excitement. After a short while Mr Compton lifted his head and seemed to speak with his partner who laughed they then lay together kissing and caressing again, before Mr Compton moved onto his back with his huge thick member standing up like a flesh totem pole. The younger man sat straddled over Mr Compton’s waist and rubbed his buttocks over Mr Compton’s cock. I could hardly breathe as he manoeuvred himself so that the tip of that cock.