I hadn't been with anyone in years and never seemed to be able to hook up locally with anyone who wasn't a complete nut job, plus, this guy (Stan he s...id his name was) was about 6' 2" tall, had nice milk chocolate skin and seemed friendly enough."OK," I said, let's get our orders then you can follow me home. I'm only about a mile from here. Stan said it sounded like a plan and so I soon found myself in my living room with Stan sitting naked on my recliner with a huge hard-on. His cock was. He backed off. My husband then told me that he was going out of Mumbai for ten days and when he comes back he wants my answer. If I still was not willing, he said I could go wherever I want. He knew I was in a fix as I had nowhere to go. The day my husband left on his tour, the monsoon broke over Mumbai and with a vengeance, getting the temperature down, and bringing a cool comfort to the city. I had a long bath, taking my own time; I was dressed very casually, free from all unnecessary under. I slowly pulled up my dress. My hand fell into my lap, and my fingers began wandering over my panties along the folds of my pussy lips. With my other hand I started fondling my breasts. My fingers roamed over my clothing from my hardened nipples to my moistening cleft until finally I couldn't stand it any longer. I slid my panties to my ankles, spread my legs and began I rubbing my clit.As I played with myself, I imagined Rob's strong tongue lapping up and down the petals of my pussy. I let one. “Sure babe, chow down!” Hannah said, lifting up her butt to pull down her panties and spread her legs wider. Suzy smiled gratefully and knelt down between Hannah’s thighs. “Thanks!” she said right before she dove into Hannah’s cunt. Hannah placed a hand on the back of Suzy’s head and looked back up at me. “Suzy just moved here last week, she’s in my history class,” Hannah explained. “Oh, welcome Suzy,” I said, continuing to finger myself. Suzy popped her head up and smiled at me, the lower.