Manju’s parents had given her their permission. Bindu didn’t need or want anyone to give their permission. Though they stayed close friends and co...workers, they lived in separate flats provided by the company. The work here was on a very large scale. Their colleagues were helpful to them in learning the new work at the Mumbai plant. Mangesh was the one who helped them most. He came from Pune. He was an only son, and his parents had assisted him all through school. They had even arranged his. I’ve beat off a lot thinking about doing shit with her. Wow, you mean mom would let us fuck her? Maybe even fuck her butt?” “My guess is yes. You want me to see if I can set it up? I think it would be really hot to see you guys boning mom.” “Would you? I mean would you let her do you too?” “Well, everybody says Patty Choi at school eats pussy. She’s kind of cute and I thought about maybe letting her do me. Yeah, I guess I’d let mom do me if she wanted to. She’s pretty hot. She’s got a really. I messaged by husband to let him know that I had arrived as we settled in and got ready to go down to the beach. I put on my white thong bikini and paired it with a short, see through royal blue cover-up. Eventually, I felt comfortable enough to ditch the cover-up and walk around exposed in my bikini around the pool and beach areas. We went in the water and swam for a while. The guys picked me up and felt me up in the water, touching me all over my body. At one point, Ken palmed my tiny pussy. I'll wait," the man said as he turned around. Yep. It was Santa alright. He was smiling and holding a slice of steaming pizza in one hand and a bottle of beer in the other. I sort of scratched my head for a minute, then decided to hit the toilet. When you gotta go... Besides, now I was starting to feel like this was a set-up for a practical joke one of my sick friends would play on me. I figured at some point, Santa would turn on some music and do a strip tease or something. But how did he know.