The DJ happened to play two slow dances back-to-back, and she pulled me in close for those, wrapping her arm around me and pressing me tightly against...her. We chatted as best as we could over the music, and she seemed very cool. And when she slipped her hand down and squeezed my butt, I squeaked a little in surprise, but smiled at her and … um … moaned. I leaned and kissed her awkwardly on the neck, not sure what I was really doing.When the “sexier” dance music picked. Did that mean she was also free to select a lover? A married lover? His cryptic comment about the «kabuki» play now made perfect sense. He probably understood his sister very well, and saw what was happening from a Japanese perspective from which I didn’t, couldn’t, and probably never would be able to, see things. And he’d told me about his relationship with his girlfriend, in a conservative Japanese community.“When you asked to perform the tea ceremony for me, which word would you have. I can’t,” was all i could manage to say with his lips tightly glued around my erect nipples. He went on a wild spree sucking it and milking it, till i could take no more. I was writhing in the bed; moaning and thrashing in pleasure, my hands caressing his hair, holding it tight. My old husband then adjusted his clothes and made himself nude for the next level in our night. I was bit scared seeing the size of his cock. He came back to the bed to make me nude and see my virgin body. I controlled. “I love you,” Viji said as she leaned forward and bit Priya in her earlobe. Soma and Vinod’s tongues intertwined in a passionate kiss as I saw “Viji’s cock” fucked my wife.Then Viji began to move back and forth, slowly, steadily. She was fucking in a nice posture! She was pulling the cock as we gents pull back, but while driving it in her was giving nice circular movement to her round bottom! It was spectacular to watch!I couldn’t resist that, slapped on her alabaster ass and then inserted two.