Those three fuckers were back. Her sari edge was on the ground. Her blouse knots were open, and her boobs were out. One of them was feasting on her boobs. Another one was sitting on his knees. He had raised her sari and petticoat to her waist and was licking her thighs.
Her panty was still on her. The third guy bent her backwards and supported her waist with his arms. He was kissing her all over her face, neck and lips. I was standing there shocked, not knowing how to respond. I was too close to them, and they felt my presence. I was sure they were forcing themselves on Chaitali.
The guy on the knees looked at me. He pulled the pants edge of the guy standing and kissing Chaitali. He turned his face towards me. The guy looked at me and then whispered something. Chaitali opened her eyes and looked at me. She smiled softly and turned her face back towards the guy standing.
She kissed him on her own, which told me that she was a willing partner in the act. I decided to hold back and talk to her later. The guy on his knees pulled something from the pocket and pressed it. After two or three minutes, two service boys came running from my backside.
They dodged my shoulder and reached for the group. The guy kissing Chaitali said, “Remove her clothes.” They hesitated a little bit and then started to remove her clothes. They rolled her sari out while all three were busy mauling her body. Her sari was soon in their hands.
They pulled her blouse out, and Chaitali loosened her arms so it could be done. They started to open the knots of her petticoat. But maybe that guy at the bottom pushed his finger inside. She grasped and shook a little. The result was a broken thread of the petticoat.
No one reacted, so they were about to pull her petticoat down. Just then, the guy slipped and fell to the ground. His palm was inside the petticoat edge, torn in two pieces. They all looked at him and scolded him for his mistake. Then they both were shooed off and left, pulling her panty off her body.
The guy on his knees stood up and dropped his pants and underwear. He picked up Chaitali’s legs and spread them apart. He came between her left and entered his dick in her pussy. Getting the clue, Chaitali encircled her legs around her waist. He grabbed hold of her waist and started fuck her in slow motion.
Chaitali was hanging in the air and was still being kissed aggressively. I was unsure who was more aggressive, Chaitali or the guy. The guy kissing Chaitali opened his pants and dropped his underwear. He pulled something from his pant pockets, and it seemed like lube.
He applied the lube on his dick and came behind Chaitali’s. Chaitali rose and encircled her hand around the neck of the guy fucking her pussy. The guy in the back spread her ass cheeks and pushed his dick inside her asshole. She gasped and then moaned immediately.
Both started to thump her from both sides, slowly and in rhythm. Chaitali shifted her attention towards the third guy. He was still sucking her nipples and mauling her boobs. She kissed him vigorously, and he, too, responded with the same enthusiasm.
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