Her ass was still exposed.She whimpered as he grabbed her ass while she was putting on my tie. This went on for a while. I asked Sunita to tie my lace... and as she bent he had still better access. He kept groping and even fingered her hole. Now as she got up, I asked him to pull her pants up. He did so and I left for office.That evening I made Sunita wear a very short t-shirt. It was cut horizontally from below and exposed her underside of boobs. I again asked her to wear the loose waisted track. The piercing freeze on my balls made me quickly move my hands from her shirt to my sack. She laughed as I tried to fight her hand off, but I couldn’t. She had a really good grip on them.It was an incredible feeling, the warmth of my mom’s hand on my skin and the coldness from the ice cube. The feeling of pleasure was so intense that I trusted my hips toward her and moaned. I figured that this was my chance and I reached for the cup again, this time my mom tried to move it away with her spare. I was enjoying her sucking while I focused on the boobs of Rajni which were not only big and sumptous but also inviting me to suck them. I held one boob in hand and started sucking it with pleasure occassionally biting them hard at the areola and nipples which made her tremble. Mala’s sucking had made my dick stiff. I was prepared to fuck the duo again. So we all decided to shift to the bed room for better place and comfort. In the bed room, we all cleaned ourself of the excess water and then. It’s probably how her dad takes it. I hate it when she compares me to him. Though to be fair, I’m far closer in age to him than I am to her. I drink it anyway. Scanning her messy bedsit, I slowly piece together the events that brought me here. The two hour drive up this afternoon, meeting up with her and her friends in the Union Bar. Just seeing them together made me feel old and question what the hell I was doing there. Then she brought me back here. I can see the door we fell through,.