The dress was nothing special and I imagine it could be found at any upscale boutique that catered to the clubbing crowd. But what was under the dress...was what was so amazing.Now, get your mind out of the gutter. Yeah, that was amazing, too, but what I'm talking about is her makeup. Or maybe I should say her die job or her paint job.At first I thought she was wearing green panty hose or tights. Her legs were Kelly green. Something seemed not right about them and I leaned closer. I could see. After lunch, it was time to get into another round of sex. We did a lot of foreplay to excite each other. Reshma really enjoyed the way I licked her pussy and made me do it one more time.This time, she was enjoying it even more which was evident by her reactions and also the way she kept calling me names. She was also putting more pressure on me while I was licking her pussy.Then we went to have sex in cowgirl and doggy style one by one. Reshma really was not in the mood to be satisfied with. This was much better than being with those other whores, who just want to get us off one time, and run to their next date. We’ll be looking for married ladies from now on.”It gave me a chill, hearing him compare us to those ‘other whores’, and I loved the idea of being used by men for money, after giving our pussies away for free in college. Tina and I talked going down in the elevator and decided that we wanted to meet with other men and make even more money. But we thought it would be best. Conflicted as she was over these sinful acts, there was no way she could tell herself she hadn’t loved it. Her whole body was glowing, and the world looked different somehow, brighter. She appreciated the beauty of the nature surrounding her – and of the lovely ladies she was with – in a new way. As they ate breakfast no one could fail to notice the luminous smile that never left Sally’s face.By the time they finished breakfast the sun was high in the sky. The four girls decided to hike to a.