She tells me that she didnt know what to do. She couldnt really cry out because she didnt want to cause a problem, nor did she want his and all over h...er, but while thinking what to do she did nothing. This short space of time must have been some sort of encouragemen to B because he then moved his hand up her ody and squeezed the tit nearest to him. M really didint know what to do, she coughed as though to signl she was awake in case B thought she was asleep and was just having a grope while he. He was tired, hungry, and needed to relax, and just wanted the company of Steph. He looked around, the place was a little untidy, and k**s toys littered the place. “Steph, look at this place, the k**s left for mums for the weekend this morning, and still you haven’t picked this lot up, come on, be a little considerate please”. She followed me around whilst I picked up stuff, apologising. “Sorry Honey, just got chatting, and time passes so fast”, which was the kind of sentence John was used to. Priya found her mobile on the side of that couch ringing. Hi abhi, can you be late for an hour. Do not worry I will compensate it at night. Ok bye. She threw it again. Then she bent on his dick & sat on her knee before him facing him. She placed her arms on his thighs. She almost seemed hugged his thighs. He holds his own tool & pointed towards her mouth. She opened her mouth. In no time, it was in for an inch or two. She then grabbed his dick with her both hands & started giving him blowjob.. Unintentionally, my cock, which had been one hundred percent hard since before Slave Boy arrived, touched his butt crack. It felt good. While I was talking dirty in his ear I began to dry hump Slave Boy's bum. The combination of both of us wearing speedos made it nice and slippery. Both our hips were grinding back and forth.I had one hand on the back of Slave Boy's neck and with my right hand I slid it from his hip and reached around the front to his cock. It was covered with the lycra.