I could honestly say I felt the same way. We French kissed for a while, her tongue sliding in and out of my mouth, flirting with my tongue. Soon, she ...lipped her hands under my suit, and let it fall from my shoulders. I held her by her ass with my strong arms as she proceeded to unbutton my shirt, yet neither of us broke the kiss. When all the buttons were undone, she flicked my tie over my shoulder, out of the way and stroked her hand down my chest slowly. When she felt my chest hair, I was. I lead down next to him and he leaned in and started kissing me. His lips were very soft and he tasted great. He wore too much cologne and I was sort of intoxicated by the smell. His hands moved from the sides of my face to my neck, then down to my chest. He slid the straps of my dress to the side and reached behind for the zipper. I didn't wear a bra underneath, so my 34C boobs were revealed the second he pulled it down. Aidan went crazy on my boobs, sucking them hard and biting them. My pink. After a few moments of bliss I picked up my bath puff and lathered up, lifting each leg slowly out the water before sitting up and washing my heavy breasts. A small sound caught my attention, drawing my gaze to the door, one arm covering my boobs instinctively. It sounded like a gasp of surprise, but I couldn't see anyone spying on me through the old fashioned turnkey lock. I watched for a few moments before continuing to wash my body. I pulled the tub's plug and stood, turning on the shower to. Rekha now wore a red nighty with her mangalsutra hanging in between her boobs and sindoor on her head. Rekha walked slowly and nervously behind Khan chacha.Khan chacha came and sat on the sofa and signaled Rekha to sit on his lap. Rekha looked at her husband, who was shamelessly looking at her. She nervously sat on Khan chacha’s lap. She noticed Maya on the other couch with her pallu stripped away from her body. Before Rekha could she say anything.“You are one hell of a hot bitch, Rekhaji..