I couldn't stop licking my lips. I guess he saw that. He stood over me swinging his dick in my face, I could keep my eyes off of it. He grabbed hai...r and my mouth opened and he stuffed his dick in my mouth. The other one kept sucking my tits. He pulled my panties off and hiked up my skirt and fingered my pussy. I can hear the wetness and so did the one that was face fucking me. He pulled out to tell me his dick need that wet pussy. I just smiled. He pushed his friend off of me. And. Grey sky and a few spots of rain here and there. A black haired, dark skinned middle-aged woman from the Indian subcontinent sits infront of us with a look that’s half way between shame and excitement on her face. She’s trying to hide a smile. She speaks with that familiar semi-broken but very clearly pronounced Pakistani-British accent (that’s not far from every other English language Pakistani accent).“Hello. My name is Bismah Yousef. I am 53 years old. I live in the city of Sheffield in the. I don’t know what to do. It was the first time someone was kissing me. Friends, you are reading this story on indiansexstories dot net I stood still and suddenly she pushed me back and she said, “OMG, I am really sorry! I don’t know what I am doing” and she rushed out of the cabin. I was sitting there lost in what just happened with me. After half an hour, she came back. I was sitting there only, she came and said I am really sorry, I don’t know where I got so much courage but I stood up and. ” He helped me down with his hands and once I was down he unbuckled his thick belt and dropped his short sailor’s pants. His cock was large, he was quite aroused, I suppose he was waiting all day to get a chance to come fulfill his pleasure. “Be a good lass now and please me with your mouth and with your hands. I know you ain’t done this before, but you will learn quite well before we reach land.” He said with a smirk. I was there on my knees and didn’t really.