They seemed to range in age from 30 to 50 or so (though I’ve never been very good at estimating someone’s age) and were a good progressive’s mix...of ethnicities. I looked at faces briefly, just long enough to be sure nobody there recognized me. Some of them cast a quick glance my way. On a few occasions Mona pointed to me and told someone I was available for her amusement. A few of the women wearing pants took them off and walked around in their panties; a few skirts came off as well. Pretty. For poking fun at her Lord (that was my excuse, anyway), Carol deserved some serious poking back. One of her holes was out of action, but I found another one. It was easy, as I knew where to look. That'll teach her to show some respect!Julia and I exchanged a more conventional morning greeting, although Carol's joining in probably rendered it somewhat other than conventional, then the three of us settled down for some more cuddling and talking. Nothing of any consequence though, just:Some more. I started pulling at the zip when the lad snarled,"Leave ya fuckin' knob alone.DO NOT FUCKIN' TOUCH IT,hear me?"Damn,what was he playing at?My cock was aching for release,yet here was this cocky young sod telling me what to do!"You get that scrawny twig out and I'll deck ya,ya got it,pal?"Well,given that I was on my knees in a confined space,and this lad had got his rampant big knob at the back of my throat I guess he had the upper hand! So I let go of my zip and concentrated on not choking to. Bhabhi mere paas wale bunglow main rehti hai,bhabhi ke husband businessman hai aur unki garment ki factory hai,unki factory do shifts main chalti hai issi kaaran bhabhi k husband factory main zyada aur bhabhi pe kam dhyan dete the aur bhabhi ki arranged marriage thi aur bhaiyya ka pehle se chakkar to bhabhi main unko intrest nahi tha aur bhabhi hamari bichari apne aap se hi santusht rehti thi.Main kabhi kabhi bhabhi ki madad kar diya karta tha,college main rehne k kaaran zyada aata jaata nai.