One day, when I visited their home and I with my Bhaiya and bhabhi were watching TV, Bhabhi pulled my hand and kept it over her lap and started pressi...g with her soft hands. Bhabhi was wearing a nighty without bra.Suddenly there occurred power supply failure and the whole room plunged into total darkness. I took this opportunity and pressed her boobs once as if my hand by chance touched her boob. Bhabhi pressed my hand with some more power, recognising and accepting my action. She lifted my. I enjoyed his company and didn't mind the fact that he was openly flirting with me. After almost 3 weeks of this, Tom reached out and invited me for a drink. I smirked as I read the message, because I had a feeling of where this might be going. I decided to accept his offer and knew that I should expect him to hit on me and maybe even try to make a move. Like I said earlier, I didn't feel an ounce of guilt and looked forward to another night out. We made our plans for the following Saturday and. “She’s all yours,” she said, and thenwithout another word strolled casually down the hall.I went into the room, my heart in my throat. Sara wassitting on the edge of Nicole’s bed. She was stillwearing her cream-colored dress, and she looked up at mewhen I came in. I sat down on my bed, and we were notsix feet from each other. She smiled tentatively at me.I didn’t know if I would be able to go through withthis.I looked at Sara, and it was hard to tell which of uswas. I wondered if I could see through her eyes. I fumbled around for about 30 seconds before I found her. What the shit is going on? My face is covered by running water. Susan shook her head and I discovered that I could see through her eyes. No wonder she had water in her face—she was in the girls' shower room. Man, so many tits and pussies, I didn't know where to look first! What the hell, I could move Susan's eyes about to look where I saw something interesting. Oh, hell! Susan caught on and had.