Cindy shifted her weight slowly, and her labia opened wetly, allowing me a breathtaking glimpse of her rosy inner lips.I was literally stricken dumb, ...absolutely unable to speak. I raised my eyes again and found a tiny, ironic smile touching Cindy's mouth. She looked down at the distended front of my pants and raised a questioning eyebrow, playing at cool, though her breathing was fast and ragged. I jerked into almost frenzied motion. My clothes and shoes seemed to fight me, but I was not to be. ..they'd masturbated together as they talked through such fantasies.......Jan would be blindfolded and lightly tied to the bed (her suggestion) and he'd be a well presented, nice smelling young man of about 25 who Mike had met at the Sports Centre …...very much like that tennis coach they'd met in Greece a couple of years ago that Mike had teased her about..........Mike would bring him upstairs....but he'd never in his wildest, most erotic fantasies imagined that it would be her 75 year old. This Veena girl belonged behind the cordon. It seemed simple, once Shana understood it all. ‘A superhero,’ Veena said, musing for a moment. ‘Yes, I suppose you could see it that way, although my methods tend to be a bit more…subtle than those of some that belong to the cause of justice.’ Shana wondered what Veena meant by that, but she didn’t want to ask. It seemed rude to interrupt her when she was playing. ‘Here, why don’t I bring you over to Captain Tomorrow?’ she said, shifting aside the. And i was correct. I think i was having trouble just standing straight. Next thing i remember was that my head was buried in mack’s chest and my eyes were closed. He hugged and held me tight, with every inch of my body touching his body. He was massaging my back and occasionally my butt. I could feel his erect cock touching my stomach through my sari. My bladder was getting fuller and i started to worry about peeing before we got to mack’s room. I wrapped my hands around his waist for support.