"Yeah, we must do it again sometime," I said looking pointedly at Billy."Yeah, why not," he said looking straight back at me.That hollow feeling was b...ck and I didn't trust myself to speak."How about this Friday/" offered Billy."Yeah," leered Sam.There was a different atmosphere this time, for we all knew how the evening would end. The guys kept exchanging looks all evening but this time it wasn't going to be me who brought the subject up."Shit, this is boring," sighed Charlie who looked. From the front, the more daring girls hardly even covered their pubic mounds (shaving was essential) and even the bustiest of them seemingly only found it necessary to cover their areole. Halter necks, delicate straps, neat stitching, and the kinds of fabrics that stretch so provocatively over erect nipples, then turn almost transparent when wet. I wonder if their mothers approve, or even care.Was I complaining? No. Was I excited? Yes, of course, that's the whole point of the unspoken game. He carefully rolled her towards him, lifted her by putting his two hands under her armpits, carried her on his shoulder like a baby, and took her in to her bedroom. He placed her carefully on the bed and covered her naked body with a bed sheet. After few moments, with a glass of water, he sprinkled on his face. After few seconds, Manavi Bhabhi regained her consciousness, and slowly opened her eyes.Montu Kumar was sitting near her head on the bed, and fondly massaging her forehead. She looked. MMMMM!”“Yes daddy, stroke your fucking cock for me. I want you to shoot your cum all over me. Yes just like that. MMMMM you make me so fucking horny.”“You are so fucking hot Mary Ann. God I love your body and you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. I’m jacking my hard cock off just for you. It feels so fucking good.”“I see daddy and I love it. “Fuck my little pussy is getting close to cumming.”“Please wait for me little girl. I really get off on your body so it won’t be much.