She was soon disappointed, as I was not ticklish. Her hands moved down my thighs, across my legs, teasing. The closer, they got to my manhood, the slo...wer they went. I strained to get her to put her hands on my manhood. I wanted to feel her soft tender hands encompass my erect manhood. I wanted her hands on my hard cock so much it ached. I strained to get her there. Our lips touched against each other, drawing us together. We kissed with our tongues continuing to probe each other. Moans escaped. She did this for awhile and then started to pick up the pace. She started riding his cock harder and harder. She was starting to sweat and riding him hard when I zoomed the camera in on her face. She looked into the camera and said “don’t even go there” and rode him even harder. She fucked his cock hard and started moaning loudly and saying “oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah”, and then ground her pussy onto his cock and stopped. I said to her “ is your pussy full of cum”? She didn’t say anything as she. “Do you really mean that, Caroline?”“Of course, Mr. White. I’ve been in love with you for the longest time, now. I think ever since that first time that I stayed overnight with Jennie because of the snow storm. The way that you looked at me made me very excited. And I have remained excited ever since.”Mr. White was about to respond when we heard a door close. I quickly sat down, hoping that the shortness of my nightgown might not be quite so apparent. I wished I had asked Mr. White whether his. We lost track of time, as Shyam and me were furiously riding the two ladies whose legs were up pointing towards the air. They were trying to hold onto anything that they could catch. Gayatri was holding onto the bed railing with her hands held above the head. I embraced Ishan tightly, each to our own grip, but getting the ride of our lives. First Shyam came profusely, and he was bellowing all over Gayatri, kissing every part of her beautiful body. He then collapsed on her saying, “I love you.