It truly was exquisite. I found to my own discomfort that I was as enthralled as the blokes standing open mouthed and red faced at the cubicles. “Go...ttya,” I said into her face which was an inch from mine. Sam's face glowed with embarrassment and rage. And from the blood flow of being bent over. “I’m letting go now." I said. I released the skirt, four or five seconds after having pulled it down. Sam took both hands to grab the scrunched and tangled skirt, trying to lift it up. She made it. Ummm" she hummed into his rigid shaft. She increased her speed on his cock, as the hot fluid flowed up her channel and with a wiggle and thrusting against his sucking mouth she flooded her passage with the first orgasm in many months. Bobby licked and sucked as her juices flooded into his waiting mouth. He sucked in the sweetness, unable to get enough of the nectar. She mashed her writhing hips against his face as Bobby continued to tongue her clit with hard flicks of the hooded little shaft.. She stepped closer to the mirror expecting to see stretch marks all over her gut, but there were none. Turning sideways, however, was a different story. She now had love-handles…big, fluffy and outward sagging rolls of fat above each of her hips. And those new rolls had stretch marks all over them…and the trail ran from her back, beyond her realm of sight, all the way around to the edges of her forward hanging belly. Aghast, she turned facing the mirror again and rubbed her hands across the. After a minute or so, Naman raised the sheet till my knees. The fan’s cool breeze on my sweaty legs was turning me on. On top of that, the smooth touch of Naman was too hot to handle.Within a second of Naman’s daring move, Vishal pressed my boobs over the sheet with his other hand. I froze and stopped talking. He brought his mouth close to my cheek, and I closed my eyes.Vishal: Enjoy the show, baby. If you don’t like it, tell us right there, and we will stop immediately.He said this in my ears.