He came from behind and kissed and licked her ass cheeks, sometimes fingering and sometimes licking her cunt. I pressed her boobs and nipples and kept...kissing her.Suddenly, Ashok’s phone rang and it was his wife. He wore his clothes and left. I asked Sonam to go to the bathroom and wait for me. I went and closed the door. By the time I went into the bathroom, Sonam turned on the shower and was all wet. Her boobs were glistening and her nipples were pointed and hard. I closed the shower, hugged. Despite the smiles and laughs, there was a definite awkwardness while we made small talk, sipped champagne and soaked in the tub. During the car ride, we had talked about sex the entire time. Now that we were in a situation to do something, the girls were more interested in what they were wearing to the next day’s wedding. I paced my champagne drinking. Too much champagne for me might result in an evening unfulfilled. The same was not true of the ladies however, and two glasses and twenty. Her areoles crinkled as her senses roamed wider, blood concentrating towards her nipples. The hedge hid a wombat burrow, deep and dark, she tasted the warmth of the mother-joey bond and moved on to an echidna, long snout raised tasting the scent of a female. Her labia gently swelled, moistening as the teasing of her skin aroused her further and her senses pushed wider.There ... there, in the thicket beyond the hedge, was something new, something very different. Neither a vegetable mind, growing. Your heart will know when the right man for you." "how so?" "the wall around your heart has a small hole in it that can only be seen by that special someone. Through in he can touch your heart." "thank you Theodore." After hanging up the phone I fell asleep asleep wondering why she opened up to me. I've talked to other women who've done the same. What is so special about me. Maybe I'll find out what it is. A few days later there was a knock at my door. I answered it and two guys were asking me.