Donna continually took the opportunity to touch Lupe and to stroke her arm as if needing to assure herself that the two of them were in close physical...proximity. Jim offered to clean off the dinner dishes and to put away the few remaining leftovers, sending the girls back into the living room. He could hear the soft murmurs and the giggling continuing as they sat on the sofa and he hurried to get back there himself in order to watch their antics close up.After finishing up in the kitchen, Jim. I drank a little and passed it to Dipak who in turn gave it to my wife. We all started drinking in turn from the same glass. We had some pornographic videos, which my wife had turned on, thereby making the atmosphere in the room more exciting. My wife sat on the carpet near Dipak and started caressing his penis, which I was sure was getting hard. Meanwhile, I was firmly holding Mita and kissing her face and lips in turn while she was playing with my dick. After we finished our drinks, we went. I stood up and both women took a step back.Was this some ritual, some initiation rite? If so, what was required of me to pass it? As though in answer, both women then slowly turned and took a couple of steps forward. They both had exquisite bodies and long hair, but one had much lighter hair than the other. 'The Fox' was the taller of the two and she had a pair of heavy, slightly divergent breasts, while The Cat had beautiful pointed breasts with rose bud nipples. I struggled to make out their. Sometimes such thoughts and their inevitable results happened much earlier in the play, when she was chatting up a man she had decided to fuck. If, say, she was wearing a little black dress and a very small bra at a dinner or drinks, this was obvious to her quarry. It always worked. It was her winning poker hand. On this occasion, which was taking place in the man’s plush hotel suite after a business conference dinner, she had allowed herself to be picked up. Not only was this one.