Diya was standing beside us, enjoying the banter. She pitched in, saying that my wife still looks fabulous and looks hot at this age.I called my wife ...nd told her about this. She talked with Nisha, and I started to speak to Diya. Diya was in her twenties, maybe 24 or 25. She was wearing a very simple cotton one-piece cold shoulder dress. We moved to the balcony to avoid the crowd.As soon as we stood holding the balcony’s steel grill, the good cool breeze blew up her dress from her legs. I could. Then I began massaging her calf muscles. Her leg was nice and soft and her knee was touching my erect dick. I knew she must have felt my dick but now I was very confident.I then took her right leg and began massaging her calf muscles. Then I massaged her foot and traced my fingers over the base of her foot. She got tickled by this and pulled her leg away. I then split her legs a bit and sat between her thighs and began running my hands over her back and then her butt.I reached her butt crack. Of course I was tired. I'd sucked and fucked for over six hours before my semen-covered face was shoved into that first sweaty, smelly, hairy cunt. My tongue gave out on the eighth pussy. My lips and tongue were so swollen by then that I could barely do anything with them. That didn't matter to Mistress, though. She beat me bloody, then still made me lick the rest of the women until they came on my face. The welts still hadn't healed."It seems your sissy has a hard-on, babe," he said. . Lisa started feeling sorry for him and even tried to get a couple of different women to dance with him. Well, it got to about 2 am and we decide to make our way home, I could wait to get Lisa naked and fuck her I guess Jim was going to go home and JO. As we were waiting for Jim to go to the bathroom Lisa said that at least he should get a BJ for all his hard work. I just joked and replied that unless it was her it aint going to happen. Lisa said OK. I couldn’t believe it, I know she’s drunk.