Jenny was down to her long sleeved men's shirt. The shirttails covered her legs down to her mid-thighs. Jenny had no options left but to undo the blue...work shirt. She started at the top and worked her way down. When she had opened the last button, it hung open. The men could see the expanse of skin between her breasts, but not her nipples. Jenny let her arms drop to her sides. The front hung open enough that everybody had a pretty good idea that her vagina was shaved. She was in a real. I fantasized about making love to Bonnie. As I got on the bus, I looked up and realized that dozens of eyes – both male and female – were staring at my bouncing boobs. I smiled back. I was so aroused that my panties were wetter than when I took them out of the washing machine last night. Getting off the bus, reality set in and I thought about the rest of the weekend. Jimmy would be uninterested in making love tonight but would be ready to play his fuck Lilly games Sunday morning. Why wasn’t. Roy came to meet me and asked if there was anything I want? In Mumbai this was very common, people like to make friends and are very social. Mr. Roy’s wife was kind enough to get me cup of tea. For few months, life was smooth, when ever I got time I would pump the iron at Society gym and would try to keep my self fit even at 40 years. On Sunday I was waiting for lift at the lobby when I saw Mrs. Roy locking her door. Her eyes were swollen and she looked sad. I gave her smile and normal hello!. I splattered cum all over both breasts and both faces, and promptly passed out. The last thing I saw was Abby leaning towards Gabby’s breasts preparing to lick my cum off. I went to sleep happy, dreaming of what else the three of us could do. After my nice nap on the couch, I awoke to some perplexing noises. Well, perplexing if you had not spent the last several hours in a massive orgy. Some yelps, whimpers, and plenty of slurping noises filled the room. It appeared as though my twin sisters.