Is khel ka naam papa mummy hain aur ye khel bade log khelte hain jaise tumhare papa mummy bhi roz raat ko ye khel khelte hain aur mere papa mummy bhi....Gudiya ne kaha ki maine to kabhi bhi papa mummy ko khel khelte huve dekha hi nahi to bhayyu ne kaha ki jab tum sabhi bhai behan so jane ke bad tumhare mummy papa ye khel khela karte hain. Agar tumhe yakin na ho to tum aaj raat ko sona mat kelwal sone ka natak karna aur dekhna ki tumhare mummy papa raat main kya karte hain.Bhayyu ne gudiya se kaha. She smiled playfully back before leaning up to whisper in his ear. ‘Everybody is staring at us.’ She whispered so that only he could hear. ‘Let them stare, I’ve waited a life time to hold you like this, I don’t care what they think so long as I have you in my arms.’ She could feel herself blushing at the suggestion and quickly rested her head against his chest so he wouldn’t see as they drifted round the dance floor. It had felt so strange to be dancing again. As a girl she had always loved to. Therefore, I wanted to know if she wanted it or not. So, I showed her some group sex videos and observed her facial expression to it. And she was excited, and I felt that she would like to do it, if I agree. And she would be happy for it. But with Manish and Aditya – that was a big question.Later again out of a blue, Manish and Aditya told me that, their girls would like to have a group sex. And again I was shocked. It was difficult for me to share my beauty in return of two not so sexy. The diamonds on her wedding finger and in her ears sparkled brightly in the sharp hotel room light. They reminded me that she was a married woman - someone else's - which stirred something deep inside of me, pitched somewhere between jealousy and desire. She took my breath away. 'My turn!' she chirped. Last standing or not, we were playing truth or dare; Lisa had insisted. 'Truth!''Okay, then,' I shot back my sambauca and drew up the courage to ask my question. I don't know what possessed me to.