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We were all getting on like a Big Tits Solo house on fire with the conversation ranging from the colour of the sea to politics to football; you name it. Mary and Liz left and got us all some snacks and more drinks and the conversation just kept going. Ethan must have started to get a bit uncomfortable with me on his knees and he gently pulled my shoulders so that I was leaning back against his chest. Before long I realised that indian Ethan had eased my legs apart displaying my pussy to everyone. I realised that because the others, especially Tom, kept looking down at my pussy. ‘Sod chubby it’ I thought and just carried on talking. A bit later, while Ethan was telling Tom all about why the Mercedes team was winning all the races, I realised that Ethan’s right hand had drifted to my pussy and his index finger was teasing my clit. I didn’t know if it was deliberate or idle doodling; I didn’t know if he even realised that he homemade was doing it? Ethan’s finger continued rubbing round my clit as the intense conversation between the 2 men went on and on. We girls were talking about girly things but the 2 sisters were staring at what Ethan was doing to me. The problem was that the slow, purposeful rubbing rhythm was starting to arouse me. I looked at the girls to see them still staring. Mary had stopped talking and was staring too. What are you two up to?” He nodded his approval and thought for a moment. Joe stepped over to the banger, who was starting to move a little, put the bangers own gun to the back of his neck and whispered, "Move and die fool or stay put till the cops get here and live. Soon Jeff can take it no longer and took Susy’s hand to lead her a few feet away indian from his chubby ex-girlfriend and her mystery date. She straightened the floor mats with her toes, awkwardly tossed one towel back onto the rack, organized all the Solo grooming products scattered around the sink, then used another dropped towel to dab up the puddles left on the counter. “And I still don’t get why. She glanced at me and winked. Many took submissive or erotic poses. I told them. I mean, you don’t try to pee while you’re standing up, Big Tits do you?” I push her legs up on either side of her head while I give her pussy a good long lick. Isn't that naughty of her?” I know you want to be buried in her barely legal cunt.” Any boy who would lay with his father and swallow his jizz six times is pretty much a whore to begin with. Oh god, why did you say that?! “Oh my God, Ash,” she said softly. When I was a kid, people had to wear them, now they were focused at you. With two mouths sucking on my tits and a finger now buried deep inside my pussy I was lifted by the other guys and laid on a couch. I nodded quickly, wanting him to continue, even as homemade part of myself tried to tell me this was wrong. “Just finishing up this drawing,” he muttered. What a shitty day this had been.