I remember her bump was larger than mine and oh so slippery. She drank in my juices as I climaxed. Indian sex “OK, OK, pretend you have a cock,” but she actually had her hand flat against my pussy for a few seconds. My orgasm started to build as I realized mine wasn’t the only vagina with fingers inside. Everything came to a screaming peak when I felt a wet middle finger slip into my asshole. Obviously married if you looked at his finger. That was a good thing cause I met my future husband there, and there were things he didn’t need to know about me. I reached up and put one in. I learned that guys loved it if you reached into their pants and played with their bare cocks; sometimes they would come on my fingers and I would have to wipe them off on their undershirts. A couple feet inside the door we started kissing passionately – we’d never really kissed at the club
