One girl approached me also and kissed meon my lips. I looked at Thakur and he was also clapping. It was verystrange. I was offered drinks also but I ...ooked at Thakur again and henodded. I took a breezer and started drinking it.The craziness only increased in that party. A couple started making outon the center table. Everyone just stood casually around and drank. Icould have never imagined that such things existed. Standing in thatdress itself was very awkward but seeing people having such. Not as risqué at the one I had, but in a way, it was even more so…She was gorgeous. Black hair, moon-shaped face, black framed glasses. From what I could tell, she was either about my height or her husband played professional basketball. She was slender, though her curves were in all the right places. As for him, he was good looking as well. Clean cut and well built without being too muscular for my tastes. He had stylish medium length light brown hair and a couple days worth of stubble. . I unhooked Betty’s bra in the front and pushed it aside. I could not stop staring at her breasts with their dark brown areolas and nipples. Mrs. Sweet’s breasts flopped to the side a little but not much. Light blue veins showing through the pale skin of her breasts that I estimated would more than fill a C-cup bra.Unlike her mother’s breasts, Pam’s B cup breasts have pink areolas and nipples.Betty hadn’t let go of my cock and was still slowly masturbating me as my father continued to lick her. In addition to this, her bare, giant, nice-looking ass beneath was fairly at ease and persuasive whats more. As a bit soaring than her and sombre looking Brandon stood and lingered before her, he could not help it but moment after moment droop his head down to sneak a quick glance at an uncovered and silenced her. You enjoy being undressed with me, my love, dont you? He put forth in a delightfully caring voice. What was it in particular that had tiptoed its way into him this contemporary.