But… only if you ask me really nicely.”I jumped on the opportunity for release before she could speak, blinded by my lust, I wanted it so badly. �...��Please Ona, anything. I’ll do any.”“To whip Maria.” She cut in. “Ask me very nicely, beg me. To whip her until I get to the count of ten.”Maria could see it in my eyes… the hunger. I looked directly into her eyes as I started begging, begging like a slut for Ona to hurt Maria. Ona began counting from ten back down to one, each lash was harder than the. I never imagined what would happen next. She again lowered herself down on me, this time just above my tummy and her pussy hairs came in contact with my tool. She caught hold of it in her hands and gently guided my cock into her pussy hole. It was really tight, and my foreskin came in the way. But nevertheless she forced it into her opening, and I knew that I was now fucking Jaya, my own bhabhi. Up went her body soon to come down heavily on my crotch. My own pubic hairs along with those of hers. There were plenty of admirers, keen looks, and even the odd drooler, but they could see she was not in the least distressed by the attention of the two men with her, and none made any attempt to rescue a damsel in distress, or muscle in, or even speak.“Enough of this” Ray said and after the drinks were finished we left watched by a wall of jealous eyes. There`s a taxi office just opposite so we were soon in the warm cab with a fresh driver, me in front and the wife like an expectant teenage. I was wearing boxers and Myra and Misha were in there tops and shorts. I couldn’t make out whether my sibling is hitting me (we fight a lot but in a cute manner) or it’s her friend. After a couple of minutes, I felt someone’s foot over my toes traveling through my legs and caressing my knees.I looked at Myra and she was giving a naughty smile to me. I understood the intentions of this cute little girl and welcomed them. I brought my hand under the table, took Myra’s foot and placed it over my.