I entered Kiran with one go with Anitha’s cum lubricating my entry. I pounded hard – and Kiran complemented with thrusting her pelvis towards me r...hythmically. We were doing it in the missionary position. Sometimes I stooped forward to suck her breasts which caused deep penetration and Anitha’s pleasure accentuated. Now I crossed her legs which tightened her pussy and we were in heaven. Sometime later Kiran’s body jerked and she cummed. There they were, my 2 bitches, lying, satisfied by their. Her nipples had tighten and standing straight. Her hairs were open and he was playing with her hair, with her tongue and lips. She too responded in arousal state, moaning softly, “aaahhhhhhh”. He stood to remove her saree and there she lay in her wet pink panty. He even undid her panty and the wet pussy was shining there, already wide open to make him move inside.He sat in between her legs and put his tongue on it and licked it from inside. He did it slowly, pressing her clitoris, pussy lips. When I stood up, I nearly gasped out loud. She had taken off her wrap, and as I watched, finished untying the strings holding her bra. Her breasts, free from confinement, were even more stunning. They were round and even, not overly large but not small. Her nipples were a pleasant shade of… well, fuck. I never knew my colors that well. They were brownish pink and stood out proudly. I learned a new definition for the word “perfect” that day, and it meant “Swani’s breasts”. She tossed her bikini. I mean you’ve seen such stuff in movies, especially porn movies. And here she is actually saying such stuff.I thought I was being catfished. But I thought let us give this a shot. So we decided to go on a date. I’m waiting at the cafe, skeptical and doubtful whether she’ll show up or whether I’m gonna be catfished. She arrived. I am waiting at the cafe, anxiously. Then I receive a call telling me that she’s waiting outside.I went out and found out who she was. And man! Was she cute! She was.