A red one, with the front slightly open, advertising his hairy chest."Hi, Jack!" the man said jovially. "Your charmin' wife here invited me over for a...blowjob! Well, it bein' a shit night for TV and all, I readily accepted."Before Jack could speak a word, Murray shed his robe and stood there, absolutely naked, his large erection plainly in evidence. And, with the apartment door still wide open." W-what the fuck is going... " Jack started."Hush, Jack," said Sylvia. "You'll ruin my. The walk back to the hotel would hopefully help sober them up a little. The night had cooled just a little, but was still at a balmy 75 degrees. The two blocks back in the cooler night, had Mary walking with a little swing in her hips. Joe knew she was thinking of the good fucking she would get once back in the hotel room. Her thoughts affirmed his own excitement as she teased his stiffening cock with light brushes from her hands. He was having difficulties walking himself, and not from the. Her friends were lying with two others. All of them were touching. "Enya. Máiréad," said Cathan softly as she touched their shoulders. "It is time to go home." Then she said slightly louder, "Enya ... Máiréad."Both opened their eyes and screamed. "Guys, it's only me. I've brought some friends. We want to take you to a new home." As Cathan spoke, both of them jumped into her arms. They were crying as they held her tightly. The commotion had awakened the other six women who looked on. That was when I saw a girl, black hair, red churidar, definitely not Chennai based, probably Hindi (I could guess because I have my roots up north too).“Damn man, her figure,” I thought to myself the minute I saw her. Perfect round ass, sleek hips. I couldn’t see much more because of the dim lights but what I saw was enough. Phew. “I’m never getting such a girl,” I said to myself. I kept watching her, with a corner of my eye.She kept checking her phone, as though waiting for someone to.