Neha: Surprise!I screamed back before I got myself in control. She looked at my toned physique and at my cock that was poking out of my boxers.Neha: A...d seriously, do something about that morning hard-on of yours. It’s embarrassing.It was then did I fully wake up and realized the condition I was in. My cheeks reddened. They both let themselves in laughing at my plight. I walked into my bedroom, put on a sweatshirt and ran to the restroom where I freshened myself up. As soon as I came. "They're in the back seat," he whispered in my ear before kissing me on the cheek.Paul had cheek kissed me loads of times, but this one seemed different. His breathing was heavier. I reciprocated by lightly nibbling on his ear."Are you in for a bit of simulation?" His smiling face was inches from mine."Don't you mean STIMULATION?" I could smell the alcohol on Paul's breath as he pulled my head towards his. I held my breath, anticipating his lips touching mine."No, I mean simulation."Before I. She kissed me before I left the room. That night I couldn’t sleep well. I was thinking how I should fuck her and how hard shall I fuck her tomorrow. The next morning, I heard someone open my room door.It was her, wearing her husband’s white shirt bringing me bed coffee. I obviously can see that she never wear any undergarments. She put the coffee on the table. Asked where is her husband. She replied its Friday he went to work already and will be back home after the party.I straight away pulled. She helped her unfasten the zip and catch at the top, and Cristine slipped out of the dress, handing it to the assistant, who had to bend down to pick up the hanger where it had fallen to the floor. Of course, when the assistant went to stand up, her face was right at the level of Cristine’s groin, and she was looking directly at her exposed pussy through the gap in her panties. Cristine could see the assistant looking at her pussy, blinking, and looking again. The thought of someone else.