.. that!" rasped Becky. "Bubba Johnson, we are leaving. Vicki can stay if she wants to pick up a few tricks, but the rest of us are out of here." What...do you mean by that? What did she mean by that, Bubba, honey?" said a shocked Vicki."Nothing, she meant nothing," answered Bubba. "Come on, let's go."Jason glanced back over his shoulder for one last look at Sarah and Terry. Sarah was rubbing Terry's thick cock between her breasts. Jason's dick became almost instantly hard. He struggled to get. “Mm. My man loves to make love.” She giggled, her hips still moving. “Mm - you can keep doing that all you want.” Her arms went above her head, and she rotated her hips. It wasn’t the desperate need to orgasm drive of earlier. Just the enjoyment of being close, the feeling of her creamy insides gripping my tool. “You still feel big inside of me.”“You’re so hot I think I might be able to do it again if we keep this up.” It was true. I could feel blood slowly stiffening my shaft.She kissed me.. She asked me any ragging or such problems? I said nothing like that, I am fine no problem. She then asked any crush? I did know what she meant with but I asked her what you mean? She smiled, koi tume line mar raha hai kya? I said, nai. She said acha tu kisiko line mar rahi hai kya? I said common aunty nothing like that. She left a smile and said I have passed the road years back that you are just started walking baby so asked you, don’t hide tell me. Then I took my turn to kid her so I asked. I lifted her chin with my hand, and told her, "Damini, you are an American woman in America. Women here do not follow behind their men. Walk beside me."For the first time that evening, I saw a warm smile on Damini's lips. She continued holding my hand as we walked into the lounge. She and I enjoyed another glass of wine while we chatted in the crowded and noisy lounge. When the live band played a slow tune, I took Dinimi's hand and guided her to the dance floor.As our first dance began, Damini.