" We're not talking about love, darn it!", Beth exclaimed. "He wants to screw you. Don't you understand that?" And what's wrong with that?" Linda rejo...ned. Her shoulders shook with a little shiver of anticipation, making her small breasts tremble under the thin blouse. "Don't you ever want to let Clyde do it to you?"Beth framed a shocked protest that became, instead, a mysterious smile of possible admission. Her tongue made a sensuous circuit of the red oval, finally curving its pointed tip. I really wasn’t at this time thinking about the hand that was on my cock ,my mind was on Joan. She was extremely wet and kept moaning as I licked at the juices that were dripping out of her. I licked up and down cleaning her off and attempting to slip my tongue inside her . But her pussy was so tight even my tongue was unable to press into her. I felt Deb move up and place my cock against her whispering “I want your cock” but even she was too tight. Who ever was fucking her had cum and my cock. Opening the refrigerator and humming to one of my favorite tunes as I reach inside and pull out the lettuce, tomatoes, cucumber, carrots and shredded cheese for our salad. Placing everything on the counter top and reaching up higher in the cabinets for the beautiful porcelain bowl that we always us for our salad. Still humming as I expertly cut the vegetables, my hips swaying in time with the music. Adding them to the bowl and covering it with saran wrap before returning it to the refrigerator. Zeenat was standing with her blouse and bra in her hand and noticed that they were soaked in sweat, especially the armpits of her blouse and the cups of her bra. Zeenat kept the blouse on the door top and picked up her panty from floor and observed wet marks on her panty too. So Zeenat thought that she would wash them and then give to Sanjeev for sterilization. At that very moment Sanjeev intervened! Sanjeev: Madam, shall I take your left over garments for a wash and you can wear.