It was small and smooth, the skin was tight, and there was not a hair in sight anywhere on her body. The girl was gorgeous. Her little clittie, almost...a clone of a short Vienna sausage, was even prettier.“You’re an accountant, Millie?”“Yes, sir, that I am now. Just pulled the sheepskin from the University in Manchester.”“I hate to say this, but if my wife holds your clitty for forty-five more seconds, I’m going to declare you my wench and take you home for my very own.”“May I ask what that. I must have made some type of noise, because Josh suddenly stopped and looked in my direction. As he slowly withdrew his cock, he demanded, "Who's there?"There was nothing else I could do as I slowly pushed the door open to reveal myself; the shocked look on Josh's face said it all. "Oh my god Christy. Sweetheart, I can explain," He said while grabbing his pants. "Can you?" I was so angry not for him fucking his sister but because he felt like he couldn't come to me and share this part of his. James got out the cards and we had another evening of hearts.I took Sushi to our room. We discussed the experiments. Sushi was still concerned that we might be fooled by whatever was on Bangalore. She could not see anything we had missed. She would work with Sally Cat and Waush Shaua on ear licking if we acted dumb.We went to bed but not to sleep. We connected and made quiet peaceful love together.Oh how I love Sushi. I hoped I had not made a mistake about this Bangalore trip. If anything bad. Each of the women packed their gear in their respective cars, then they went inside. In the living room they divided the porn and toys Edith had bought. Edith made sure to keep the Kama Sutra. They each took three heaping handfuls of the woodchips Hazel had given Lily. Lily gave them each a large paper bag to carry their stuff in. Then they jilled each other off: Edith with Lily, Sharon with Anne. No one had said anything or made a suggestion... like back at the cabin, it just happened. Each.