“I wake up the same way every morning … Hot and wet.” Gunjan sat up, her small firm tits jiggling. She licked her lips, enjoying the sight of he... sister’s curly black cunt hair. “You still a virgin?” Khushboo pouted. “I think i’ll always be a virgin,” she said. “I know you are.” Gunjan stroked her fingers through her own wet steamy cunt slit, coating her fingers with pussy-cream. “All I think about is getting fucked,” she admitted. ”Maybe if we make it together, we can have some fun.” Gunjan. The standard after-party banter and she made no mention of what happened in the bathroom. When we got inside our house, Delia was still up and waiting for us. She asked if we had a good time and we made some quick smalltalk. I could tell Delia wasnt sure if she was expected to stay or not, so I offered her a glass of wine. Judy said she was kind of tired but would like a glass as well. After I had poured drinks for all of us and we were sitting around the family room again, Delia asked us if. "Get dressed, you need to get home," I said walking toward the door. Hopping down, she struggled to get her jeans back on just as I turned the bolt, unlocking the door. Instantly it swung open and an older, gray-haired man rushed in, nearly hitting me with the door."Sorry," he apologized to me before stepping in to see Heather still pulling her jeans up. He stopped, his mouth dropped open and his eyes bulges slightly."Come on, Heather," I urged swinging the door wider. She was still zipping her. That night after we’d eaten we were in the bar when Donna was talking to the waiter and later on about 11pm we went up to bed. As we were talking and getting down to it there was a knock on the door, Donna smiled at me, and upon opening the door there stood the waiter.He came in and I went to the bathroom, after five minutes I went in the bedroom and they were both on the bed snogging, I walked in and Donna said “I’ll be back in a minute” as he and I looked at each other he made small talk..