I placed the empty glass on the table between us. He then asks me, "Where are my soiled panties, from earlier?" "I am wearing them Sir," I answered. H...s handsome face looked puzzled. "Wouldn't the crotch be stiff from both our cum drying on it?" he asked. "Sir, I sucked all the cum from the crotch and washed the panties with my tongue," I said proudly. He looked pleased. "Let me take a look," he asked, eyes smoldering. I seductively uncrossed my legs and simultaneously pulled my skirt up a. I longed for the attention of my parents.With such given scenario, I was left with only one person whom I could resort to- my Thammi. She was my only friend. A devout Hindu, she taught me the ethics and spiritual topics. Being a retired journalist and mother of a single child (my father), she lived with us and traveled wherever my parents were posted to. Thammi never let me feel alone and literally it was she who raised me. She was both my Ma (Bengali word for mother) and Baba (Bengali word for. After their romp they lay on the bed exhausted and sweaty, Sally suggested they have a shower, Greg took her hand and they went into the bathroom, l left them on their own as Sally seemed quite happy and contented with Greg. I made a coffee and heard groans of pleasure coming from the bathroom so peeking in l saw Sally sat in the bath with Greg stood over her, she was cleaning his cock with her mouth, l went back for my coffee and a short time later there were louder groans so took another peek. "Linda gazed into Marie's eyes as she asked, "Did your husband likethem?" Marie blushed and nodded her head. Linda continued, "Most men arevisually stimulated. Seeing a woman in sexy lingerie, even their ownwives, turns them on and makes their little dicks get hard."Linda smiled as she turned Marie around so that Marie could see her ownreflection in the mirror. "You are such a pretty young woman! Carol,don't you agree? Don't you think that Marie is beautiful?" I repliedthat I did. Linda was.