Most of the time, I'd end up walking around the house, making small talk for 10 minutes, and then vacating the area before needing to repeat. If I wer... lucky, I would be able to find an empty room and just relax for 20 minutes.I had never done anything naughty at such parties, mind you. I also didn't know beforehand that I'd break that record that day. As life would have it, some records are broken accidentally.I'd been reading some erotica leading up to the party and was still fantasizing. I wanted him to taste his own cum when kissed him and let our tongues dance together. Bhaiya hands were all over me, on my breasts, between my pussy lips, across my butt. I loved it. My nipples were so swollen that they hurt. My pussy was flowing like a river And Bhaiya, suck my tittles, please. I need your hot mouth on them just as my husband does and He didnt have to be told twice. We stayed on the couch for about another five minutes. By then I knew my brother was mine and Bhaiya, take me to. But that call would have been a mix of pleasure at hearing her voice and pain that she’d not yet done what I’d asked and started making some of the hard choices necessary to repair our marriage. Also, I reckoned that if I called Jill, she’d see it as a sign of weakness and a sign that despite everything I’d said I might be okay to let her keep up with her current lifestyle. Knowing this, of course, provided me the perfect incentive to stay strong, however much I still loved Jill and would have. Her face was so lusty and she was biting her lips. I went near her and started pinching her hard nipples. Then I ate her armpits, boobs, navel, and nipples.Both Mami and Bhabhi were going mad. While romancing Mami, I sat down on the floor and started kissing her foot. Slowly I started coming up and her petticoat was going up. I was kissing her knees now. I asked her to turn back and slowly I went bit up. I was kissing her back thighs. Sexy thighs.I just pulled her petticoat knot and her.