Stood facing her friends, peachy bum wiggling, Sophie undid the final two buttons of the blouse. Indian XXX I looked across in the candlelight to see her eyes closed, right arm covering her face. I could hardly avoid groping her boobs through the bra, eliciting an audible moan from the drunken girl, before passing her on to Gina who did the same. Espying my long face, Sophie offered a look of condolence, supplemented by the consolatory words: “Well at least we’re here.”
I forced a smile in return, looking on as she and her two best friends, Gina and Jessie, stretched up to distribute the last of the streamers, banners and balloons. “You’re outside, daddy?” she answered huskily. Parting her tight pussy lips with an eager tongue, I twirled around the opening, enticing little moans. It hurt a bit too,” she confessed, having attained a firm grip on my member now, moving her hand steadily up and down and causing the foreskin to roll back and forth over the bulbous head. She felt Jessie up as Gina and I looked on covetously, licking our lips in anticipation. As the dance CD ended, entering fully into the party spirit despite the lack of numbers, Sophie put on an album of short singalong tunes, before disappearing from the room. That was ten, no a hundred times better.”
Sophie
