It pained a little. But Ridhima soon overcame it with the help of the pleasure she experienced. Naveen was kissing and sucking her boobs and, at the s...ame time,Both her private parts were being loved simultaneously, and she couldn’t stop giggling and moaning. It was too much pleasure for her, and she was getting closer to her first orgasm. In her yearlong marriage and endless fucking sessions with Sandeep, she had never reached an orgasm.She had not masturbated since her marriage and was. Her eyes went to them. She didn't know why.“I saw those dudes over there try to roofie that shit. Fucking frat boy rookies," The bartender said. She said nothing in response. She just looked at her inquisitively.“You’re drunk. Just look at them.” The frat boys looked at them with a perverted look in their eyes.“Look, honey, what’s your name?” The bartender had a warmness to her voice as she looked at her. She kind of liked it.“My name is... Fancy,” Fancy said reluctantly.“The name's Jezebel,”. So cum for me." Our fingers took the biggest of dives into each other's cherries so our fingers were swallowed. We held each other tightly and her boobs crushed mine. "Your boobs are small, but I still love them too," she mentioned, looking down. A kiss was presented to her left shoulder followed by a small chuckle. "Fuck!" we both yelled, as both of us splattered each other's hands and the couch. We maintained our positions for a moment as leaned onto each other. My hand lazily slipped from. Wine opened and poured, we sat around chatting about this and that before getting down to some detail for the renaissance of the shop."Darren, you sorted out a few of your team mates to come over, yes?"He laughed loudly. "Syl, there is no way footballers turn down the chance of some juicy, free pussy."Lucy and I burst out laughing, she, like I no doubt, having recently read the front page coverage of several scandals involving high profile players in Europe."I guess not," was all I could manage.