She repeated the process with Kyle, then with me. Then she walked back towards the door, ass facing us, and furiously masturbated and let more of her ...ussy juice spill onto the floor. Then she walked over to us, and took our hand (one by one; the one that was not jacking us off) and moved it across her breasts to her tits, then swept it along her wet pussy, making her groan as she cummed on each of our hands while we sneakily finger fucked her. Then she walked over to a urinal, faced the other. After about 10 min I could hear the door opening of the bathroom and what I saw was unimaginable. Neelam was wearing a mehroon lehnga with full makeup on her face and a tangling smell of perfume coming from her body. Her lips were painted in mehroon dark lipstick and she was wearing lot of matching bangles in her hand. I asked her what it is for all, She told me that its her shuagraat so she has dressed like this. I was getting hard again. She was looking like a sex goddess.She came on the bed. How nice would it be to get a "reboot", justlike Spider-Man got? Pick and choose the best parts of my story to keep,drop the parts that didn't work - I'm looking at you, dancing emo aliensuit - and get a fresh start."Dude, you OK?"I realized I'd spaced out for longer than I thought."Yeah, just thinking."But I wasn't JUST thinking. I was cataloging. Going through my life andthinking about all the mistakes I'd ditch from my own personal reboot. Mylife wasn't bad, at least not in a global. There was a phone box on the platform, so before we caught our connection, I was able to confirm to Mum on which train to expect us.Mum was already in the car park as we alighted two minutes early, driving Dad’s car; he had gone to work in her Mini. She gave us all a hug of welcome, and somehow we packed four of us plus four rucksacks and two suit bags into the car and boot. Jen and Hamish were waiting for us at home, having been collected by Dad the previous day, and it was really good to see.