.Ek din mai morning me akash ke ghar gaya jab vo ghar pe nahi tha ,meri anita aunty usdin bahut hot lag rahi thi , actually unka blouse piche se kaafi...sexy dikhraha tha jo mujhe ekdum excited kar raha tha , main chupke se peeche jake khada ho gaya, aunty mujhe notice nahin kiya who khub kadai me sabzia hila rahi thi aur unki gund bade zor zor se hil raha tha mujh se raha nahin gaya main peeche se jake une hug kiya.She was surprised. She said kya kar rahe ho bete , main bola, “i love u aunty “.. So, were sitting at a large booth at this bar and having a good time. We started talking about tattoos and I casually mentioned that Dave and I talked about my getting a tattoo, but I haven’t pursued it. Someone asked where I was thinking about having it done. I truthfully hadn’t thought about any details like that, but the flirt in me answered, “On my tit.” Then it was, “Where on your tit? What design? How large? Who would do it?” I held up my hands and told them to be quiet and I’ll show. When she and Lisa had had their little “experiments”, as she liked to refer to them in her mind, she could remember getting so wet from watching Lisa masturbate. And doing the same in return would make her cum harder than she often did with Dave. It was not a shocking realization that she liked to watch and possibly even liked being watched, but it was something she struggled with. This was not a normal behaviour surely. Dave's parents were very conservative and they certainly wouldn't be okay. My nipples and pussy drew special attention.We were joking.There were little spanks now and then. They rubbed their dicks on my cleavage,butt cleavage.Sometimes rubbing it over my pussy, armpit etc.And finally the load of cum.Must say the guys were well resourceful to generate copious amounts of the white substance and I loved it.Must say we all had some of the best hours.We continued our fuck nights after we reached back to mainland.It was decided that I would vacate my room and would move in.