Diwali

“Now it’s my turn” I told Nikhil. I hoisted my huge arse, straddled him and sunk down onto the cock. Nikhil fondled my breasts as I jigged up and down for a few seconds. I positioned myself so my clit was being stimulated. “ I don’t have a condom on” Nikhil said. “Fuck the condom…

It was just before Diwali. I’d had a row with Satya about his employer’s Teen-patti party. I didn’t really want to attend. I’d been bored stupid at previous ones but had agreed to go. I thought I would dress really tartly to embarrass him, to get my own back and as I painted my fingernails…