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His eyes were grazing at my body. I felt as if I was naked. But the point is that I experienced a hot wave through my body and a wetness welling up in...between my thighs. ‘Seven years, since we left Ahmedabad,’ I reckoned, ‘Thought of sex never crossed our mind. Now this rascal had rekindled it.’ I took aside the ‘pallu’ of my ‘saree’ to sponge out the perspiration on my face. It exposed the jutting of my breasts in my tight fitting blouse. He looked eagerly at my exposure. His right hand moved. She would only nod her head. Then he removed the gag. He smacked her ass again then grabbed a handful of her hair and asked her something again.....she moaned and still only nodded her head. He stood in front of her and shoved his cock in her mouth while he held her head up with her hair......he started to face fuck her! my cock was so rock hard now.....I was ready to cum at that very moment. He shoved his cock into her mouth so hard she gagged and coughed but he didn't stop. she kept her mouth. Then his hand is exploring my body, feeling me through my satin corset. My nipples are erect and he slips his hand inside to discover them and to gently tease them with the tips of his fingers. First one and then the other. My body is responding to every little touch now. Then his hand is exploring further south now, finally arriving at my silky and lace panties. My hardness is tucked between my legs and soon his hand discovers the wet patch of panty covering my hard cock. I breathe a deep moan. I told her I had a surprise for her. She needed to decide before coming inside if she was willing to take on five horny guys at one time. “Your name will be Sammy. We met online and you are always horny. If for any reason you want to quit just say Bananagram,” I explained. “Sounds yummy,” was Sammy’s response. I led her in to where the others were all yammering and setting up for the next hand. When we turned the corner the room fell silent. All eyes were on Sammy. They should be. Sammy is.
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