They had started caressing it gently.“Do you like our hands on your legs, Pranali?” he asked.“Yes, Rahul, it feels so good, 2 pairs of hands tou...ching me.” I was not lying. The rough hands of those boys felt real good caressing my smooth and glistening inner thighs.How had this come to this? Just 24 hours ago, I was a good traditional Sindhi girl. Io had never worn anything more than a salwar kameez or seduced anyone or even had a boyfriend or even touched me.And here I was in the middle of two. I began to feel a deep, severe cramp as my rectal walls strained to contain his massive prick. But I gritted my teeth and held on. I wasn't about to quit now. Finally I felt his balls grinding against my ass, I knew that I had taken all of him into me and breathed a small sigh of relief as the pain subsided slightly. I looked over at the far side of the bed and I could see that my wife had completely stripped off her negligee and was fingering herself with one hand and trying to hold the camera. As soon as I was completely naked, she grabbed my waist and guided my body to the lip of the couch. With her eyes firmly planted into mine, she put her hands on my knees and slowly spread my legs, revealing my pussy. With a teasing smile, she broke eye contact and lowered her head until I could feel her hot breath on my engorged labia. Mmmmm! I moaned softly as I felt her teasingly blow on my lower lips. Having given up on acting responsibly, I fully enjoyed the teasing and released soft moan. It was at that moment I heard Claudia’s shoes tip-tapping on the tiles (she was the type who wore heels at the pool) and instantly but without seeming to hurry, Julie leaned back and started a languorous back-stroke down the pool, calm as you like.Claudia called Dave and said they should get ready for dinner. Once I’d heard them leave I lifted the magazine off my face. Julie was sitting on the other side of the pool, directly opposite and was just gazing at me. Now, normally, I have no trouble.