Meetings all day had wiped out my brain and I was sitting in the airport bar with a large JD and ice. The drink was strong but going down smooth - as ...id the second, much to my surprise. I decided to break up the next with a mixer, the barman smiled and put two in front of me.“Hey, I only asked for...” he broke off my protest, pointing to a man at the end of the bar. The guy was familiar to me, and then I noticed his ID badge, showing me he'd been at the same conference as me earlier. I thought. Susan could only remain in the corner, still and silent, while she watched the two go at it like two love-struck teenagers just discovering sex. She kept thinking that somebody would become tired and signal an end for the night, but they just kept going. More astoundingly, they kept fucking with just as much enthusiasm as they did at the start. Watching her wife show so much energy and passion for another man, maybe even more than she had ever shown her, was one of the most intensely erotic. Marcy was shaking on herlegs. Just one look down at her outfit was enough to make theembarrassment flare up yet again. Now more than ever she hoped that theywouldn't buy the outfit, but after seeing her girlfriends' reactions sheknew those hopes were in vain.Maybe she should just tell her girlfriend that this had happened allbecause of some blackmail. She could show the emails and such. After whathad happened already though she doubted that would change anything. Afterall she had only just. We started in the car. I and bhabhi purposely sat on back seats and Prakash bhaiya was driving.While sitting in the back Richa bhabhi was caressing my thighs with her hands making me aroused. She often passed me a wicked smile. I too kept my hands on her waist and rubbed her milky waist. Soon we reached the place where we were going.We were greeted by the hosts. They gave us a room for 4 of us to stay bhabhi, me, bhaiya and their son. Now it was difficult for us to make out in bhaiya’s.