Sarita and I were really tired and we were still sleeping. Monisha completed her routine works and had bath. we both were still sleeping. Monisha woke...us up.Sarita woke up and kissed me on my cheek and on my lips. I also gave her back. then we both hugged each other tightly. we were just caressing our bodies. I started to press her boobs. she was enjoying it. then Monisha also jumped onto us. she separated me and Sarita. she said that “whoever gets ready first get to fuck first”. Sarita was. I started to become a little horny from the wetness, I wanted to put my layers back on and wet them all. However, I knew I shouldn’t and I resisted that temptation. I continued to pull down my pants and started on the short jumpsuit which was just a zipper. I didn’t take it off, instead I slide my hands inside and undid my shorts. I started to rub myself hard through my bodysuits. My head was filled with ecstasy as massaged my pussy and rubbed my swollen bladder.I pushed my. You're not mad, are you? I didn't plan on him cumming inside me but it was too late."There was a pause. "That...wasn't all that happened," she said, hesitatingly."Honey, how many guys stuck their dicks in you?" I said, not wanting to hear the answer."Well, all of them, at least once," she said. "But it was just part of a game!" A GAME?" I said, loud enough that she started stroking me harder."Well, after a while," she said, "we were all really drunk. I mean really, really, drunk. And after a. I helped her get the paint out, the rollers, pans and brushes. I stirred up some paint and filled the pans. She showed me the wall in her laundry room we were painting and we got started.She bent down to start on a corner when I noticed her pants were threatening to show some plumbers crack and I asked, “Are those pants going to stay up? They look pretty loose.”Then I had one of those non-sequitur moments when she smiled at me and replied, “Well, I don’t have any underwear on.” “Oh.” I said. To.