He told Aryan to dance. Indian sex “Ah, yes.Ah.Ah.Ah!” was all I could moan back in pleasure. Faster and faster as I drilled myself against his hard cock, he started moaning as well.Smack. He removed his jeans and underwear at one go and his cock stood up saluting me.He undid my skirt before I could even protest. But it was my ‘Dare’. He knew the right places to lick, kiss and caress. Now I was disappointed a bit since I missed my chance of doing something naughty.But once he started dancing, I was taken aback. It was now Aryan’s turn. All I could say was “Aahh, Aryan! Lifting me off the platform, I wrapped my legs around his hips as he carried me across the room to the sofa. Alisha was talking animatedly. He was sucking my whole belly.His tongue was working its magic on my navel. My pussy had it’s own mind as it secreted juices.I knew what I exactly wanted and needed that moment.
