He was in a hurry to gather his stuff and leave and it was obvious he was really panicking was constantly dropping things. I was still turned on from ...hat I had seen, my tent very visible with the towel wrapped around my waist.“Do you have a thing for jockstraps or underwear in general?” I asked him“Yes” short and blunt he mumbled out.I wanted a proper answer from him. I dug deeper“What is it about underwear that you enjoy?”“I like the smell of used underwear especially ones after a sweaty. She was looking like a sex goddess. She was wearing saree below her belly button.She has got a dark and deep belly button.Her boobs were large and her ass was also very big. In short she was a perfect fucking material.One fine morning I came out in balcony which is directly opposite to their terrace. We normally use that terrace, most of the time it remain closed. I saw bhabhi was in petticoat and blouse and she was drying clothes.Their terrace was covered and can be seen only from our balcony. I arrived with 2 bottles of vintage Dom Perignon Champagne and 3 chilled glasses, carefully opening one with the classic “shoosh of an Angel’s breath” to preserve the precious bubbles, I poured us each a glass and made a toast to ‘new experiences’, to which we all drank. Jacqui not being familiar wit champagne, let alone $500 a bottle Dom Perignon, swigged the whole glass in one, saying she thought that’s what you do with a toast!“Of course,” I said, refilling her flute and making another. "Hey partner, could you go for a snack?" She asked Collins."Yeah, actually I could. How about some of those bakery pastries and coffee. Those really were excellent." He responded, "Hate to admit it, but Kilian hit the bull's-eye with his 'Crankcase' comment. This stuff we've been sipping on is supposed to be great and it tastes like crap." Tell me about it." Lisa replied, "Want anything else while I'm out there?" Sure. Long as you're by the news stand, pick me up a new copy of 'War and Peace',.