It was organized by a local Pakistani businessman and his wife. Neeta introduced Anjali to everyone else and by the time dinner was served she was sur...ounded by a mob of rich women trying to show off in front of her.“Hello gorgeous!”Anjali turned to find Charlie standing there with a brilliant smile on his face. He was dressed in formals and had the look of a young business tycoon. Anjali couldn’t help blushing. He was so handsome…Anjali: Oh, hi…Mr. Charlie, so good to see you.He took her hand. She turned loose of her dress, and both tits were revealed to him. Lisa’s tits were round and firm, the flesh creamy smooth and flawlessly shaped. Her nipples, pale brown in color, were easily half an inch long and right now they were rigid with passion.She gazed hungrily at the head of her son’s cock, wanting him to shove it all the way out of his pants. But Mike didn’t; he allowed only the swollen head to protrude as he gazed at his mother’s tits.Lisa could not drag this out any longer. She. I wasn’t too keen on dancing, but Tanisha was a live-wire. She loved rocking the dance floor and I could sense a lot of men ogling at her.We both had quite a few drinks and we had lost our inhibitions. She came and dragged me to the dance floor, probably to ward off the other men around her. I didn’t stop her from pulling me cause I had a few drinks in me and I was cool with dancing now.We were dancing pretty close to each other. She had worn a one-piece dress which accentuated her ass and. I fucked her hard and deep right at the counter, even though I never locked the door and didn't care. I fucked her like a slut until I filled her full of my cum. I pulled out with a pop. I said you need to plug your hole up so you can take that load home at lunch and feed it to Carl (husband). She said yea maybe. As often as you fuck me and as much cum you have pumped into my cunt, I am surprised I haven't gotten pregnant. After I got to my truck I looked at the piece of paper that heather had.