Shit, had I forgotten to shower after having sex with Demie again? The smell of her sex juices turned women sex-crazy.I thought for a moment. No, I ha... definitely showered at least twice since then.“What’s that scent you’re wearing?” she asked, getting closer, her nostrils flaring as she inhaled more of ... what? What was causing me to smell nice? I flinched as I felt her small hand on my bare thigh. I noticed her towel had separated around her legs and her tanned upper thighs were peeking. .me unhe tree ke neeche waala kissa batata hu or unhe apni bhavano ke baar me batata hu ki kis tarah mera man unko peeche se daboochne kar unke gale ka saara ras paan karlu..jab me unhe ye sab suna raha tha wo mere paas dheere dheere aati jaa rahi to or ek dum se usne mere sir me peeche baal pakad kar mujhe jor jor se kiss karne lagi me bhi uska usi speed se smootch karne me lag gya…mene use uthaya or use bed room ke taraf le jaane laga..usko bed me patak kar uske uper aakar unhe janwaro ki. Peggy hoped that he was blocking the view of anyone else in the room as he played with her naked ass. Bret slipped his hands up under her top and mauled her naked tits. Her nipples were hard in no time and Bret tweaked them in his fingers. Peggy was panting now as the two boys manhandled her body. Stan slipped one hand around to the front of her panties and plunged it down inside them toward her dripping wet pussy. Donnie easily pushed two fingers into her moist cunt and began to finger fuck. You know, sexual stuff. I was shocked when hearing that because when I was with Bill, we never made too much different stuff. And of course I knew Anita is too much of ‘goody-two-shoes’ kind of lady. But, as much as I thought about it, it opened to me a strange idea to try to add my ‘input’ to solve their problems.I was invited to a party at the Country Club, and Bill and Anita were there as usual, and of course there was that awkward greeting moment.“Bill! Anita! Hi!”“Oh, hello, Selma!”“You.