I soaped up and as my hands slid up my thigh my mind mind began to wander. I began to think of Kayla and the way she used to touch me. she always bega... by kissing my lips softly..shed work her way down to my neck. Her lips always made me tremble and as she slid her tongue down my neck and to my chest brushing my cleavage I let out a soft moan. Her hands always seemed to know just where to go on my body as she kneaded my breasts, working my nipples adeptly with her tongue. She always got this. Cocks belonged in pussies. That’s what nature intended.We couldn’t screw until late the next day because her pussy was sore. When we did, it was very tender and loving though. She told me quite emphatically that would NEVER happen again. She wouldn’t promise that her pussy was off limits to another guy, but NO groups like that. It was incredibly female to be draining so many cocks into her vagina, but enough was enough.We made plans to go back there the next year. Mark called and wanted Jackie. They were dressed in the outfits I had seen when I spied on them on Saturday: black corsets, velvet opera gloves, seamed stockings and high-heeled shoes. Mary was posed in front of me, feet spread apart, pelvis thrust aggressively forward. The pose made her exposed dark bush, freshly washed and fluffed up, seem almost obscenely erotic. Held across her chest like a pipe major's baton was a riding crop. The girls posed slightly behind her and to either side. They had one foot raised on. I am Kalyan 31 years old and am an IT entrepreneur based out of Bangalore. I worked hard from my young and now am well off with good earnings and leading a great life of CEO.This incident happened just ten days back with my employee. My company is into basically IT staffing and Consulting, There is a girl by name Priya (name changed) (34, dusky, attractive) she is working as IT recruiter .She is medium in complexion but good physique, I never had any bad intention on her until recently one day.