It took a massive amount of will power on my part to delay the inevitable until I was ready. Indian sex Janice decided that she would go with Marilyn and then they could go back to Marilyn’s house. Directly across the road from where they set at the stop sign was an older motel with its attached restaurant. Janice told me that the sounds of sex, the squishing sound of a cock sliding back and forth in a wet pussy and the moans and groans the two of them were making, and especially hearing Marilyn when she was having an orgasm, was making her extremely excited and horny. Janice stood by the door for a few moments before saying “You’ll never guess what happened tonight.” I looked at her, waiting for her to continue her story, as I had absolutely no idea as too what she about to tell me.
