Next day hum goa phoch gaye aunty ab khulke pyar kar rahi thi unhone saath mai kuch kapde liye nahi the to mere puch ne par unhone kaha tum phene thod... dene vale ho . Mai unke liye chupke se ek babydoll kharid ke le gaya tha black rang ka tha but unhe wo nahi ho pa raha tha aaise lag raha tha ki kunke boobs ab wo fad ke bahar aayenge . Unhone bayatya ki tumhare vajha se mere boobs bade ho gaye hai ab mujhe meri purane kapde nahi ho rahe hai .Hum poore goa mai ek couple ke tharaha ghoom ne lage. We stopped and I heard one of the guys knock on some thick doors. Just before we went in I felt rough hands grab my exposed breast and tuck it back in my bra and dress. I could tell we entered a large room. I was led forward stopping finally. I felt the strap binding my wrists being cut releasing them. I rubbed them and reached up to remove my blindfold. Even though the room was on the dark side I blinked adjusting my eyes back to the light. I was standing in front of an large desk. It. Stephanie is a 23 years old Columbian gal with big tits and great legs. She is constantly showing off her 44Ds and talking about her porn DVDs. I thought I was immune to her teasing and used to laugh at the stupid guys who bought into her flattery hoping they would dip their pricks in her honey pot. I was wrong. For several months Stephanie and I worked on the same project team. For eight months I got a first hand look at those beautiful mams. She would always wear long V neck sweaters and bend. This caused a conversational pause that couldn't be gapped. I made my excuses and went home. Jeff saw me to the door and asked in a voice that all could hear if I was sure I didn't mind him sleeping in my spare bedroom again. I also speaking for the benefit of the others said it was no problem and that all three of them were welcome to use the room whenever there was a need. Then to add to the innocence of our relationship, I gave Jeff a spare key in case he came.