Salahuddin and I just couldn’t believe our luck. Boredom seems to have made Shehla really adventurous. Salahuddin smiled and started striping his Sh...hla Aunty. He took the pallu of her saree and started pulling it out. Watching the saree disappear from the body of this beautiful lady was one of the most sensual experiences of my life. Now the yellow saree was on floor, and Shehla was left wearing yellow blouse and petticoat. Salahuddin couldn’t believe his own eyes. She had a stunning figure.. Wrapping her arms around the head of Holly, Lynn laid back upon my restrained arm pulling Holly on top. Kissing the passive Lynn fiercely Holly went wild with rapid pecks on the lips followed by kisses to her neck and down between Lynn’s breasts. Holly snaked one arm between them so she could rub and explore Lynn's smooth mons. Unnoticed by the female Dom, Lynn moved her right hand across my thigh and began to softly spread my pre-cum down my shaft with just the tip of her finger. I strained. One day, we had arranged a day trip to a more rustic part of the state. I arrived and was helping with some chores when the wife asked me to come sit with her on the couch. She thanked me for taking a chance on them and helping them get more acclimated to the area. She said that her family really thought I was a great guy. Then, she shocked me. She mentioned that she and her husband had been swingers back where they lived, and they were really looking to get back into the lifestyle. She asked. There was music playing, but it was muted, and after the din downstairs, it seemed down right peaceful, allowing for actual conversations. It was also notable, at least to me, by the absence of women. In fact, we were the only female presence. I wondered, silently, if that should make me nervous. Ally decided it for me, whispering playfully into my ear. “Might be interesting to just leave you hear with an open invitation to fill you full of cum, slut. I bet you’d even enjoy it.” I wondered if.