We both knew why I was there. Brian had made no attempt to coerce me into something other than what I was curious to experience. It was then or never,...so not wanting to think about it too much in case my bottle went, I opened my mouth and fed his cock in. The next quarter of an hour was a blur. I tried to do things with my mouth and tongue that I liked being done to my cock. Brian guided me with moans of pleasure when I did something good. I couldn’t take him too deep, as my gag reflex stopped. Blue jeans and grey t-shirt. T-shirt exposed his bulging biceps, big chest and little belly. He was wearing a strong perfume.Shilpa came excitedly out of living room and hugged Tasleem. Her head rested on his big chest and her arms wrapped around his ribs. He hugged her happily too. Her hands moved around her back and he felt the open area on her back and rubbed there softly while he planted kissed on her head and cheeks. Shilpa blushed and hugged him again. She moved her hands to hold and feel. "Hands behind your back. Lean forward. Not too far. Let your tits hang. I remind you to be still and silent, or you will be bound in this position and additional punishments added." Breasts hanging, arms pulled back, I tighten your blindfold and the manhandling begins. First I lift your left breast, hefting it, gauging how hard to strike. A slap, then a pause as it jiggles. I move to your right breast and repeat your ordeal. You realize the the ordeal you will endure. Made to beg mercy or. I got into some trash talk with some buds- even a STUBBORN one (and you know who you are, fucker!).So about 11:30 AM, I’m starting to flag. Tired- and if I don’t get some shit done, I’ll pay for it later when John gets home. And I’m thinking I need a NAP!Lo and behold, I hear this noise going on outside. I look out the window, and see that there’s scaffolding going up across the street and two doors down (literally down, since I live on a hill). And two Ford trucks parked outside the house.