He stopped moving it until she quit coming. He said, “I need to cool off!” He got up and dove into the pool. However, I kissed Anju many a times, pumped her boobs, rubbed her pussy from outside of her Punjabi dress. He lifted her legs and spread them apart and placed her knees on his shoulders. His tongue must have felt her slippery wetness. She smeared it around the head of his cock with her thumb. ….please stop….it’s too much.” She begged as she reached down and pushed his face away from her pussy. I turned around and said to my hubby, “Fuck me from behind while I lick Anju.” That sounded good to both of them. “I think it’s time for you two to come out of the water and get some sun.” I demanded. We began swimming back and forth. We entered in the hall and rested there for some time. I reached out and grabbed the towel from her.
