I see a pair of feet sticking out from behind the couch, positioned only in a way of either humping or fucking. Glancing around the vibe has turned in...o somewhat of an orgy. I didn't see any of my girlfriends in view, who could talk me out of what I did next. Wanting to cum, and very badly, I hoist my skirt over my hips, bringing some much needed air to Shawn, I'm sure. Baring my ass to the world, I place one of my long legs onto his shoulder, as he responds by grasping my hips with his. "He's not mum, he's just a bit infatuated"That was completely the wrong thing to say, but at eighteen I wasn't exactly a sage!"He's fucking her now you know, I bet you anything you like, they're in bed now and he's fucking her brains out!" Mum, come on, snap out of it, what're you gaining by thinking like that?"I kissed the top of her head as she clung to me, still sobbing."If he's fucking her it only goes to show that he's got no taste, no taste at all!" What?" she looked up at me through her. Piercing blue eyes. Eyes are important I think. "Shall we sit over there?" he said pointing to a semi circular booth on one side of the bar. The hotel bar was modern but anonymous, glass, chrome and black leather; a tea light on every table. I shuffled in, he slid in beside me, a little closer than I was expecting. The waiter wandered over to our table, I pondered momentarily on how many times he had witnessed this scenario being played out. Neil delicately touched my knee with his hand. "What. "I saw didi's clothes fall to the floor.Then they fucked. While fucking he gestured with his hand for me to come out. After they had finished he pressed his lips on didi's and turned her away from me."Oh sir it was wonderful," didi panted, "Now tell me about Mala." There is nothing to tell. Look behind you," he laughed.Didi saw me and sighed with relief, 'Thank God you are all right."After relief, anger set in."Haramzadi, tu yahan Ragoo sir se chudwa rahi hai aur mujhe teri fikar ho rahi thi.