.I couldn't wait to tell,them about mine...I had always masturbated, but this was beautiful... I was in love....This lustful feeling was mine forever,.....My boyfriend was drafted and sent off to Viet Nam..I was devastated.. Would I ever see him again?Many days and nights were spent thinking about that afternoon, the afternoon of lovemaking and lust...My loneliness grew and masturbation was just placating me, but I needed to touch another and be touched.I had not heard from my boyfriend in months. .. and delectable. I quietly took off my shoes, although the cold floor bit into my sock-clad feet, and snuck my way behind her, avoiding her line of sight.The first inkling of my presence that she had was my hands being placed softly right below her sweater line, then sliding up slowly under it, over her stomach, heating up bit by bit, inching their way under her lacy black bra to cover her soft breasts.Her sharp intake of breath at feeling my semi-cold hands had turned into almost a gasp of. Ab tak party full swing par a chuki thi and the time was aroung 11.30. Maine dekhs Anjali aur Anita dance karne main buzy thi. Main unke pass gaya aur dance karne laga. Anita bahut achchha dance karti thi. I was really enjoying the dance and view of Anita. After sometime my wife got tired and she came back on her seat. I kept on dancing with Anita but like a decent guy as my wife was watching us. Then after sometime I reached to Anjali and asked her to join me for dance.She said “darling main. Growing hotter, I held my breath and rested my body on the sofa; bending over for Jose, allowing him to stick a few fingers into my dripping pussy. He worked them in and out as he spoke to the others in Spanish so I smiled when I heard their chatting. As the other walked over to us stripping off their clothes, Jose grabbed me by my hair and spun me around. He looked at me, smiled and told me in Spanish to get down and suck his dick. I did what I was told and got on my knees coming face to face.