All I could do was lay back and let him lick me and kiss me and gently tongue me all over the wet folds between my legs. What I felt down there was be...yond belief. He was an expert with his mouth. Soon another wave of exquisite agony overtook me. I screamed and jerked and pressed his face in further with each wave. I was out of my mind with pleasure. I have no idea how long I stayed like that with my hands on the back of his head in between my legs, but when I gained consciousness again all I. They were pushing me down on to my knees, yet holding me up by my hair, waving and hitting their cocks in my face. Thrusting their cocks into my mouth and slamming it in until it was someone else's turn. They told me to stick my tongue out and lick their balls. my head was constantly being pulled by my hair. When they were ready to move forward, they pulled me inside to the family room where somebody had pulled a sofa bed open. I was tossed on to the bed and James crawled on top of me first. He. This time, it was different since I got confidence from my sexual encounter with 3 different times and also the fact that I was going to leave the job. I went in there and when it was time to set up the dinner table. I and one of my colleagues (Hashim) went to help Mrs. Tayyaba as usual. When Hashim took plates and went to dining room, Mrs. Tayyaba was putting curry in one of the bowls and her back was facing the kitchen. It was perfect opportunity for me to advance with my move. I was passing. You can have the real thing too, Brit, she thought, but didn't give voice to her fantasy. Patience was key. She had to take things slow.That didn't mean she couldn't enjoy her own hands right now. She moved the free one up to her breast and massaged herself, pinching and pulling at the nipple. Her mouth opened in a moan as she pleasured herself for the camera, and for her best friend. Without her eyes open she couldn't see the expression on Brit's face, but she imagined the girl staring with.