She also admitted that she liked being able to feel his cock better in her hand. And that sometimes when she was jerking him, she would get really wet..., and even go play with herself waiting for me to get home and fuck her. She seemed to really be enjoying this new role, and as long as she kept being honest with me, and fucking me all the time, I didn't mind at all. Then one day as I was leaving for work a bit late, I noticed her dressed after her morning shower. She was wearing a really low cut. So everybody wanted next action. Soon my saree was parted from me and then one pulled down black petticoat string and it dropped from my waist. I got up and both clothes felt down. It was only my panty to cover me. Then we all regained our previous postures. All of them were caressing now all parts of my body and kissing and licking. Seeing me getting explored and naked they got mad. While one was licking and sucking left boob other joined him and started pressing it like crushing mango and. "Leigh, darling, are you okay?" Michael asked, concern engraved on his face."Uh huh, just went down the wrong way Michael," she replied, still coughing while dabbing at her lips and chin. Satisfied things had returned to normal, he offered her a taste of his pheasant, but Leigh declined, using the excuse that she couldn't eat something that had been alive earlier. Michael laughed at this, and countered with, "But you're eating seafood which came from the sea and was, or had been a living. She did the same to her BF as we stood side by side as she sucked our hard exposed cocks, the hard pink head of my cock could feel the back of her throat and she wasn't gagging while using the other hand to play with my balls and press her finger into my arse ever so gently.John and I occasionally made eye contact in no awkward way and just appreciated what was happening. After a bit of doing this we took her dress off and pulled down her tights exposing her bare and wet pussy hitting away in.