After a few minutes, she said, “Ok with whom should I sleep first?”“You will have to satisfy all of us together,” Vivek said. “I don’t kno... if I’ll be able to take it,” she said. Suddenly, Karan started walking towards her, “Don’t worry Roopal, we will take good care of you,” he said and started touching her. “Oh, I dunno,” Roopal said now slightly getting excited with Karan’s touch.He started touching her more and pressed her boobs. We couldn’t control ourselves seeing this. We all walked to. Short skirts; low cut tops and, on occasion, no underwear. With the exception of one time with some friends of ours, Kim’s new outlook on how much she shows has been confined to strangers or for me at home. The other day she was getting ready for work. She had laid out her new white skirt and matching white blouse. The skirt was pretty short. Not ridiculously short, about six inches above the knee. She bought it intending to tease me when we went out. The blouse on the other hand, was very. She was really happy with how well it came out considering they were in a moving car and it was just a phone camera. You could clearly make out Dave's cum and also the fact that Lisa had no panties or pubes. On closer inspection, she could even make out the little ring in Lisa's clit hood.She decided she should show this one to Lisa before she sent it to Dave. Lisa took a quick glance and then had to do a double-take.“Oh fuck, you can see everything except my pussy hole.”“I know. It's fucking. ’ They sighed as one, with resignation. ‘Then we must assess this stranger at once and raise the alarm should it be necessary.’ ‘Agreed, my dear.’ Hand-in-hand, they waited, facing the tree line to the south, their eyes scanning for a sign of the unexpected. The unexpected was unexpected indeed, for a young boy of perhaps only seven years ultimately emerged from the trees, stopping within their shadow. His clothes were dirty, torn. His hair was stringy, mangled. For a long time, nothing.