Her mind was relieved, but her skin begged for more. More warmth. More heat.His face disappeared, footsteps moved toward the door. A moment later, she...heard it lock. Anxiety rose in her, why had he locked the door? She tried not to think about it. His face reappeared.Her memory jogged. She knew him. From somewhere, from a long time ago. Searching desperately, her mind came up empty. Suddenly his eyes looked directly into hers. It was a horrible look, full of malevolent glee. A humorless dry. One day, we all were having lunch in the hall and I got a call from my friend to go out. I finished lunch pretty fast and has to change clothes. Since all were eating, I took the clothes and intentionally went to bhabhi’s room to change clothes. I was in my track and was not wearing underwear. I did not bother to use a towel and removed my track and started wearing jeans. I was almost finished with wearing jeans and suddenly my bhabhi came and she saw my huge cock. She said sorry sorry. She squeezed my leg tightly between hers. The heat was astounding. My mouth ventured to her neck, that she stretched out and offered to me readily, and I bit at her there. Tiny nips not hard enough to leave a mark, but enough to make her growl out several fucks…and grind harder against me. Her hand slid inside the back of my pants, and she raked her nails over my skin there. Right then, she decided to demonstrate her actual strength, and used her other arm to push me off of her, and hold me. When they finished, they lay still on the bed, their chests heaving. Stacey supported some of his weight on his arms so Carol wouldn’t be crushed by his weight. Rita hovered over the two people in bed with her, touching, stroking, and kissing each of her partners, making sure they were all right. ‘That was wonderful,’ Carol told Stacey. ‘You certainly do know how to please a lady.’ Stacey blushed. He was having a hard enough time sleeping with one woman at a time. This was too much! ‘It was.