I picked out a black thong and a matching shelf bra. I nervously slipped them on and checked myself in the mirror. I tousled my hair to give it more b...dy as I returned to the door. Would it be locked now?To my relief it was still unlocked. I slowly opened the door. I didn’t want to seem suspicious so I just stepped out as though I had always done so. I saw some women dressed similar to me and figured I’d be safer if I looked like I was with them, while I searched for a way out. I followed them. I was wearing a short skirt a tight low cut vest and no panties. It was a hot and humid night and I had beads of sweat running from my neck down between my breasts. He kissed my lips softly and then moved down to my breasts, licking where the sweat had run down. He let out a low groan and pushed his groin against my thigh. I could feel his perfect erection and wanted more of it. There's plenty of time for that I thought. I lifted my head and kissed along his square jaw line, he moved into me. “Aur aage se kabhi sharmaiye matt”, she said, took the key from the table and turned to leave. “Pinkyji”, I called after her. She turned back and I hugged her again, “thank you”. She smiled and left.The next day, I forgot that she was to be coming in. I had partied quite hard the previous night and had reached home at around 6 in the morning, locked the door behind me, shrugged my clothes off and slept. At ten, she rang the bell, but I was lost to all oblivion. Eventually, after five minutes,. The woman was not very old; she was plump but not quite fat. Her hair was dark and her tits were large. The girl was young; much too young to be having sex like this, but she seemed so very experienced. Her skin was bone white her hair bright golden, her eyes were the strangest color Rachel had ever seen. The girl began by sucking on mommy’s tits and driving her entire little hand into mommy’s cunt. While the woman rubbed her daughter’s tight bum and slid a finger between her cheeks. After.