‘Then do it again,’ she dared, strategically positioned between her cart and the door. ‘You mean this?’ I said, hanging an ankle over one kne... while stretching out my arms on the back of the chair. I tried to look as casual as possible. A faint blush rose to her cheeks as she giggled. ‘Okay, you win. You’re lonely and horny and my work is done here.’ Before leaving, she left two mints on my pillows. She dragged her cart outside the room and closed the door behind her. Like a shot, I darted to. If that’s being a whore, then I like being in love with a whore.”And with that his fingers began seductively squeezing her nipples and Gwen, within seconds, was writhing and begging him to take her. Her screams of desire and ecstasy filled the bedroom for hours.But Gwen was troubled. When Daniel was away and she could think clearly, the guilt returned. She knew they could not keep this up indefinitely. Robert was bound to find out sooner or later. They had already had a close call and it was. I finally concluded that it was going to happen, so I might as well get with the program."Well, if the three of you think that adding Karen to our group is the right thing to do, invite her to join us for dinner so I can meet her."That was when I got an idea. If I made Cathy, Sam, and Mary's plan to make Karen a member of our group known to Karen, then she would probably say no. However, I would have to be subtle in how I did it. I didn't want Cathy and my two wives angry with me."I must. She was a typical tamil aunty brown texture and she was not on the fat side an average tamil housewife she was around 33-35 years old.It was a sunday evening after having a cup of tea I was sitting in my flat. Since it was a boring Sunday nothing to kill time, I thot of spending some time with the small kids of our apartment who were playing in the parking lot. When I reached there I saw my neighbour uncle there with his daughter, chinnu (that’s what they call her) she was around 14 or 15 years.