So I confidently proceeded and asked whether my girlfriend has shared our bedtime experience with Bhuvana. The conversation went on like this.Me: Has ...iranjana ( my gf) ever shared our bedtime experience with you?Bhuvana: No. But after you guys go out and come, I have noticed her walking with difficulty. And I used to assume that you must have played very rough with her.Me: Hahaha. But she doesn’t allow me to do all the things I want. If she allows, then she wont be able to walk at all.Bhuvana:. It was Ashna’s turn at first. Amitha Aunty started to massage her buttocks first. She was squeezing them hard and sometime she was slapping on her buttocks. Ashna was biting her lips due to the pleasure. I could hear the moaning sound of Ashna in low voice. Amitha Aunty stopped the massage and she removed the dress. Her boobs were in perfect shape and it wasn’t hanging down like others. Ashna turned around and Amitha Aunty started to massage her boobs. I heard Amitha Aunty saying ‘Your boobs. But he didn’t allow. She looked at him pleadingly. Just one more moment. She gagged once again and joginder pulled his cock out.A burst of relief and air entered her mouth, almost choking her again. She coughed and coughed, trying to wipe the tears away. But she was too dizzy to do that. Her hand trembled. Hell, her body trembled.“I like choking a tease like you,” joginder answered now. “I like being the dominant daddy! You know what else I like? Choking them over and over again.” with that, he. And they joked that women couldn’t get the concept of the off side rule. I didn’t reveal that as a guy I used to be known for being a hard defender! But I didn’t miss the ugly bruises and glanced at my smooth bronzed legs. We talked and laughed a lot with them and continued to drink pink champagne that they insisted on buying. We showed them our new lingerie giggling. They liked that I think! Felicity was very much the centre of it all with me being quiet and in her shadow, just smiling, more.