“Or when she kneels to start inhaling your cock like it’s one of her cigarettes?” Chrissy snickered now, “or Dan’s dick or Jonny’s, for th...t matter.”“Or if she goes down on one of us ladies, parting our thighs to suck on our clits and eat our twats,” Mireya made a clear “pussy-licking” gesture now.Those were some definite scenarios that occurred to us, but nothing prepared even the five of us for what came next. Sonja returned with the drinks alright, but then she knelt to slip off her panties. The conversation was stale and greasy, too. Who were these people, anyhow? They were graying pot-bellied men and their wrinkling, desperately over-mascaraed wives. Certainly, they weren't anyone I had anything in common with any more... if I ever did.From across the room, someone was waving at me. She looked vaguely familiar. By golly, it was an older version of Marianne. She showed the ravages of repeated attempts at dieting, with perhaps a botched attempt at a facelift or two thrown in. What. She was looking at me while she crushed the grape on my belly with her teeth. She seductively ate the grape and licked the grape juice on my navel. She kept one more grape in her mouth and came near me. I opened my mouth and went close to her to eat the grape.She went back and teased me for a while. She was playing with me. Then suddenly she put her mouth on to mine and ate the grape and ate her marvelous juicy lips too. We were obviously turned on with all this and wanted one more session of. They both chatted about something or other in the kitchen.“The dinner is ready. Let me call everyone now,” Gayatri told to Avantika“I will call everyone, mom,” Avantika stopped her midway.Gayatri stopped and looked at her daughter-in-law. She didn’t expect Avantika to call her mom, but at the same time, she felt good about it.Avantika walked out of the kitchen and saw her husband Suresh already sitting in the hall. They both looked at each other. Suresh smiled, giving his wife a thumbs up..