First I had in mind was the daughter of my maid who has left no stone unturned in showing me her cleavage and rubbing her body against mine whenever s...he gets a chance. The second option was my cousin bhabhi who had a baby recently (C-section, so her pussy was all well), however if you look at her figure 36-32-34 (these are correct measurements). She is as white as milk and has legs. I was in a dilemma that what I should do and who should I fuck. I decided to go for my bhabhi. In the initial. I was already incredibly horny from walking around with my butt-plug in and watching the women beside him was charging me up even more. It wasn’t going to take much to push me over the edge! I think he was surprised when he discovered how wet I was, or maybe it was the lack of panties, because he looked up at me with a huge grin and exclaimed “You’re a good little slut aren’t you!” I was embarrassed for a moment because I liked that a stranger had his hand on my pussy and was calling me a. Inside the house was an orgy. Various groups performed sex acts in the alcoves and rooms, guests milled about discussing what they saw. We walked around noting people. I found Peter immediately. He was a well-dressed man surrounded by sycophants. He seemed to enjoy watching the festivities rather than joining in them, leading me to conclude that Peter was the type that got his kicks from controlling the emotions of others rather than by participating in the act itself.Sue led her two assistants. And still they kissed, woman and teen, tongues mingling deliciously.After awhile their mouths parted, and a sighing Sandy buried her face in her teacher's blouse. "Oh, Miss Ayers," she whispered, "you make me feel so good."Placing two fingers beneath the girl's chin, Emily gently lifted Sandy's face to hers. "You don't have to call me 'Miss Ayers' any more, you know – not when we're alone like this. We're sweethearts now, you and I, and my name is Emily."The girl's eyes widened in astonishment..