I could feel his gaze on my exposed cunt like a laser and I panted, intensely turned on by the vulnerable feeling.One finger stroked up and down my pu...ssy, sliding through my wet labia to the sensitive flesh underneath, exploring me. I moaned suddenly and arched my back further. I couldn’t help it. The sensations were so amazing. I didn’t care that I was blindfolded, half naked, on display and being fingered in public in a club.I sighed in disappointment as the finger went away, then. .Agar dudh chahiye to 10 mahine roj mere uper chadh kr chodo…Fir main dudh peelaungi…Raj-yaar tumhare boob bahut mast hai….Tumhari boom to kya kahne….Bhabhi-tumne hi itni tareef ki hai..Varna to sab bekar pada tha..Yaar tum nahi aate to…Meri zindagi to nark mein chali jati…Raj-yaar tum kya khati ho?Tumhare boob gool bhi hai.Aur bilkul tight bhi hai.Itne gore boob to english woman k hote hain..Bhabhi-ab to tum hi iske malik ho..Chalo shuru ho jao yaar…Aaj tk kisi ne inki taraf dekha tk. Not that I could recall anyhow. We were always fighting and arguing, as brothers and sisters always do. That wasn't to say that I didn't love her, but I had never thought about her the way she clearly thought about me!The hand stopped mere millimetres away from my hardened member. I was pretty much at full attention, all 4 inches of it. I could feel my penis pulsating, waiting for my sister's hand to touch it, but she didn't move.She had stopped and I suppose must have been weighing her. She wondered if Cat kept it up, would she be able to get her off.Her answer wouldn’t come tonight as Cat stopped once she was confident it was lubricated enough and stood up. She parted her legs to stand over Sam’s lap, taller than usual due to the red high heels. She just hovered over the erect phallus for a few seconds then looked to Sam’s blue eyes in a teasing manner.Cat held the base of the phallus with one hand and rested the other on one of Sam’s shoulders. Her eyes closed and she let.