In her usual direct style she started to aggressively tease me, telling me she's wearing just a t-shirt and panties and asking me what I'd do if I was...there.This time though I thought I'd push my luck a little and pressed the video call button, expecting the usual rejection and then the usual "I can't" or "I'm not ready". The calling screen seemed to hang forever, but then to my surprise she excepted.I was greeted by a sofa, "great all this years, and I've been talking to a sofa" I joked. I. I'd yet to step foot in there. "Yeah…" I began to say, nodding "…this place is getting pretty noisy." OK, but do you mind if we go in your car? Because those two…" pointing up to the table "…drove me here tonight." No problem. But, I want to meet them, so let's go talk to them."Doug maintained a hold on my shoulder and began to lead the way. The crowd was thick, but we managed to get to the bottom of the steps side-by-side. Here it was impossible to continue, but instead of letting go, Doug's. Meanwhile, to our mutual disappointment, our view of Daniella’s beautiful cunt was blocked by my son’s head as he began to lap it with his tongue under her guidance but we had a great view of the delirious expression on her face. It had never looked more beautiful.“Would you like to fuck her?” I whispered to my husband.“Are you kidding? Of course I would” he whispered back“Mmm, so would I!” I added, surprising him enough that he stopped frigging me – “What?”“Well every woman has lesbian. Well to know about myself, I am 24 years old, 5.8, average built body, though not a huge dick but a satisfying size for any women.This incidence took place on Diwali 1st day when my ex-colleague named Yashaswini (name changed due to her request upon privacy) came to my house for inviting me to her brother son’s naming ceremony. I live with my parents and a sister, my elder bro staying around 5 km away from my house as he got married 3 years ago and has a daughter too recently. On the day of.