Well it was a long time ago now, back in 1980. I was at the Local Hotel that had family nights over the Summer and I was at the weekly Disco we use to...sneak in with the people on Holiday. When this man came and asked me to Dance with his wife. I had always been a very good dancer, bit of a show off and I agreed to dance with her if he showed me which lady. She was about 35, I was 16, dressed in Skirt and blouse, 5 foot 4 tall with very long Black hair, large breasts and gorgeous legs, a very. All the lads were struggling to maintain eye contact as Mel’s tits were awesome but she didn’t seem to mind the attention.I was lucky enough to have got a seat next to Mel and as we talked I felt her hand touch my thigh and her fingers trace patterns on it. Slowly her fingers worked their way up my leg towards my crotch and before long her fingers were tracing the outline of my growing bulge. Mel then leaned other and whispered in my ear that we really ought to find somewhere more private as. I became aware that the whole church was gazing at the diversion. Only the organist seemed oblivious to the hiatus, and played on and on.Nicola took my arm again and we finished our recessional. Nicola's mother smiled at me rather hesitantly, but my smile was wide for her and genuine. They had made Nicola's day, and much could be forgiven for that.There were photographs and in the process, introductions between my parents and Nicola's, though it seemed Mrs Grayson and my mother knew each other. “How I’m better than their wives-ahh-ahh-huh-girlfriends. How lucky you are –ummm-to get to fuck me! AHHHHH”Kumar slid his penis out of her vagina and climbed over her back. Without warning, he drove it into her asshole, which was accustomed to his penis due to regular anal sex. Nevertheless painful for Bhavana who screamed out. The inhabitants of the other room called out some unpleasant words for the two but Kumar did not care.He grabbed her breasts from under and squeezed them hard. His.