My left hand went to her boob, and my right went down to her crotch. She started to moan loudly. I am not sure if it was from me or Nick, who was grin...ing into her ass with his big cock, which I presumed was now very erect. It didn’t matter. We were entering my familiar zone of pure lust and sexiness — three sexy people enjoying each other. Just then, I took Pam’s hand and led her down the hallway to her bedroom. She doesn’t know, but Nick and I are familiar with her king-sized bed. Nick. Clarissa leaned against the door frame, her arm raised above her head and one leg bent at the knee. She wore a mid-thigh length, Valentine Red, kimono-style robe, tied with a sash around her waist. Her legs were bare, but she wore the same red heels that she had to the Halloween Ball—at least, I think they were the same.“You like?” she asked.I nodded, not wanting to risk speaking for fear of what kind of garbled sound I’d be able to produce.“I thought you would.” She pushed herself off the door. When I reached home it was almost 6 pm. It was autumn and the sun had already lost its vibrancy giving way to the cool light breeze and scattered darkness which was prevalent in and around my suburban home.Initially I thought about coming home with a bang, but it had been a long day, so I had not the spirit, nor energy to do those typical bollywood entrances. I went in, the door being unlocked, and got straight on my bed. The only one other than mom present in the house was our driver Raju.. “I know, but all those times we did it, with you watching me, were some of the most intense orgasms I have ever had.” she told me. “I haven’t had orgasms like that since.” “Really!” I responded. “Yes and every time I do masturbate, it seems that can’t get off until recall us being together,” she continued. “Really?” I replied, with the intense emotion starting to build up in me. This was the first time she had ever really talked to me about what we did do together, “Oh sweaty, are you starting.