"Didn't you see the way she was kissing Katie? Those two will be out there for hours!" Then maybe we should go out and join them," I said as Heather f...nally undid my fly and yanked my slacks down around my ankles. I stepped out of them, dressed only in my shirt and briefs. Slowly, I began unbuttoning the thin teal-colored blouse Heather was wearing. If she didn't want to wait, who was I to complain? This was her idea, after all. She was setting the rules.Suddenly though, Heather seemed to slow. Ye ghatna kuch mahine pehle dec ki hai. Thand ki sham thi. Mere pati apne kam ke silsile me bahar gaye huye the kuch dino ke liye aur mere liye unhe time hi nahi mil raha tha. Ghar ka sara kam ho gaya tha aur mai bor ho rahi thi toh mai Arav ke kamre me gayi usse bat karne.Maine darwaza khola toh woh nahi tha par uske bathroom se awaze arahi thi. Paas jakar suni toh mai chaunk gayi. Woh mere nam se muth mar raha tha. Na chahte huye bhi ye sun kar mai garam ho gayi. Aur apne room me jakar Arav. “You cut my tit and broke my favorite bong, Master! It fit nicely inside my pussy,” she was being playful in her counter point. I made it clear there were no hard feelings on my part about it but I remembered not to apologize even though I desperately wanted too about cutting her tit.“That was a mistake on my part – cutting your tit,” I had not been told I couldn’t admit mistakes. She looked at me as if she was waiting for an apology but I knew better since I had committed to not doing it. “I. Rainbow colored spiked hair, safety pins through cheeks and ears, spiked leather collars around the neck and torn black shirts with punk rock bands on them.But also a s**ttering of the New Wave crowd. Guys in dark suits with pencil thin ties loosened over shirts with the first few buttons open. Girls in pastel colors and a lot of skirts and dresses. And legwarmers. And the strange guy from Idaho in boot cut jeans and a plaid western styled shirt.In addition to a lot of sex, this story is also.