The old man was dead, the thing Brigitte saw in her bedroom was a zombie!The lifeless body reached out with one hand and removed the covers and throw ...hem through the door into the hallway. With a fast move of his other hand, Brigitte couldn't react at all, he grabbed her negligee ripped it from her body and throw it out of the room too. Brigitte was sitting on the bed, frozen from fear and made nothing to cover her big naturally boobs, still fighting the gravity, or her neatly trimmed. .”Me: “Stripped, spanked, spitted, torn….”Smita bent a bit on the bed with support from her hand “Wow..nice imagination… I would love to be done all that in this bed..”I bend on her and kissed her lips. Then parting “When will your kids be home”Smita kissing me passionately “Not before 6. and hubby is away for entire month”My hands were going all over her body. Her stomach to her boobs, to her thighs, her ass.Me: “So I own you till 6 pm today”Smita: “You can own me anytime… You can stay here. At one point, Sam left to see how dinner was progressing in the kitchen. While he was gone, Lisa asked, "So Chris, how did you and Sam meet Sarah and Greg." Chris looked at Sarah to get some indication of how much detail she should give. Sarah, for her own amusement, did not give Chris any help."Well, we happened to run into them a few times over the course of one particular day which led to our inviting them to dinner."Sarah laughed, "I was wondering, Chris, how you were going to handle. Then I remembered that we never exchanged names and asked her for name…she gave her and I gave mine and then we started talking on different topics…During all our conversation I was observing her body language, she had become comfortable. Now we moved to the doorway of the compartment as we didn’t want to wake others up with our talk. She was shivering due to cold air to which I shared my blanket wrapped around me…Now we both were in the same blanket and were sitting at the doorway.With all our.