Causing her to blush again at the insulting name.Also, surprisingly, causing something deep inside her to flutter with excitement.She hurried off to t...he kitchen. When she comes back out with a tray of beers there is the next ring of the doorbell.It’s the last two men for poker night. Dave and Peter. Both happy to see Donna in all her humiliation.Pete was a big black man. The thought of his dark hands on her white flesh made that thing in her flutter again. Not so deep this time.She serves the. 10 min tak smooch karne ke baad ruchi mere upar baith gayi aur apni kameez utar di. Ab woh sirf black bra mein thi. Uske bade bade boobs bra mein se bahr nikalne ki koshish kar rahe the. Maine uske dono boobs ko apne haathon mein le liya aur zor zor se daba ne laga. Ruchi zor zor se moan kar rahi thi. Muje yakeen hai uski awaaz bahar jaa rahi thi. Yeh soch ke mera lauda air bhi kadak ho raha tha. Maine ruchi ki bra kholne ki koshish ki toh nh khul rahi thi toh maine uski bra phad di aur side. And what do I see ? On a well used road in Mumbai, in broad daylight, on a weekday morning, my horny slut had all her buttons open, NO underwear, and a cock in each hand, and an expression of extreme lust on her face. My conservative Brahmin girlfriend was showing off her boobs and pussy in the back seat of my car (although, as I said before, very little was visible from outside, and she was sitting in between my friends) and slowly moving her hands on the cocks of my friends, who were fully. That was memorable -- trying at once to swallow it, savor it, examine it for taste and texture, and all at the same time setting aside any concerns I had. I still remember the sensations. I remember his flesh rod jumping and pumping, the pulsing of the tube on the underside as it delivered his cum, the force of the hot liquid entering my mouth and being swallowed. As he finished and withdrew his rapidly shrinking tool, I remember noticing that my own cock was harder than I ever remember it.