‘Make sure she’s okay, I know, I needed to as well. Ashira and I have talked and worked out an arrangement. You need to talk to her, just don’t ...alk long. Take care of Ashira Jake,’ Mark added, walking away. Jake walked into Ashira’s room and she lit up when she saw him standing in the doorway. ‘Hey!’ Ashira said softly. ‘Are you okay?’ Jake asked, sitting down on the edge of the bed. ‘We’re fine,’ Ashira told him. Jake tucked a strand of hair out of Ashira’s face and behind her ear. ‘Jake,. "I don't know why but I suddenly felt the need to be closer to Jennifer so I leaned over and kissed her, quickly, for just a second, but still on the lips. As I pulled back, the both of us now smiling, a longing came over me and I knew I had committed myself. Soon we were both undressing.Jennifer's breasts were much smaller than my own, but quite lovely just the same, certainly more than a mouthful as I quickly found out. Letting me travel over her body, exploring, tasting, Jennifer allowed me. Our seats (pre-booked) turned out to be in a dark corner at the back. This was no accident. During the show she had wandering hands. I had turned up in a nice dress that was just above my knee and designed to show of my boobs. Her right-hand slid up and down my thigh - which was quite a shock as I hadn't expected this and I felt it brush against the front of my knickers. I turned toward her looking stunned. She must have seen my expression as she stopped for a moment or two. I really wasn't. I heard Salma say, ‘Yes Pappu, lick me up good. Taste me. I feel so tired. I love the touch of your tongue on my clit. Lick me Pappu!’ Both of us were damn tired. I didn’t know when I slept. I liked my new nickname ‘Pappu,’ and Salma loved calling me Pappu. I woke up to the wafting smell of cum and saliva. The smell of our genital fluids had engulfed the room. I had slept on Salma’s lap, while she reclined herself on the sofa.I could see the sofa sheets drenched with Salma’s juices. My drool.