John stretched contentedly, having drifted off for a brief nap. His quad tingled with a pleasant ache, his four balls having worked overtime, and he s...iled down at the green-skinned Nymph who had expertly milked him of his cum. The girls started waking up as well, and they smiled at him brightly as they stretched.“Let’s go and get some lunch,” he said enthusiastically, and his stomach grumbled to emphasise the point.The girls giggled, then everyone got out of bed, and drifted into the shower to. )Anjali: Andar aaiye boss… (Come in boss…)Boss stepped in and his arms went around her. Anjali hugged him back and accepted a tight kiss.Anjali: kya kar rahe ho? Pinky dekh legi… (What are you doing? Pinky will spot us)Boss: Mai tumhaara boss hu. Tumhaari pati mere saamne kuch nahi toh beti se kya darna. Tumhaari khoobsoorti ko enjoy karne ke mauke itne kam hai…Kabhi kabhi mauka milta hai, jab tumhaara pati nahi hota… Aaj Pinky ko bhool jaao. (I’m your boss. Your husband is not worth anything. I had decided that for her first time we would use the standard missionary position, utilising the cushions for comfort. I asked her to fully unbutton her dress, and then slowly push it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Her fingers were shaking somewhat, but she got the buttons undone, and soon the dress was lying on the floor. I then had her unfasten the bra and throw it away, and finally asked her to slowly pull her panties down her legs. I don't know whether she was just too. I lifted my face, letting the pussy cream caress my features. Drops landed on my breasts, a fine mist of sensual juices washing across my body.“Wow,” Nathalie gasped, cuddled with Zanyia on the floor.“I know! Our Mistress is so sexy!” Zanyia said then purred loudly.My hands roamed my body know, caressing it like a lover’s. My pussy grew hotter and hotter. I felt my juices trickle down my thighs as I maneuvered my body to the song, letting it dictate how I shifted my hips, moved my feet, and.