So now there's 2 guys and my BF, who I've made super horny and very very eager to play along and get some free hot pussy and cock sucking. The 3rd guy...puts his dick in my mouth. So now I've got a dick in my pussy, a dick in my mouth, and my BF is wanking off while he watches me be a dirty slut. After about 30 minutes, one of the guys says that we should go to his place nearby, where we could be more comfortable plus he's got plenty of booze. Whatever we like. So we all agree and go to his. So here it starts :She(in a Kurti, Jeans and a sling bag): HiMe: Hey, Padhaaro Maare Des (the bollywood stuff, coz both of us are equally big movie buffs)both of us giggle and I led the way to my room and we sit on the bed and start talking randomly (well she was talking looking all around my room and I was admiring her curves). She saw me checking her out and then all of a sudden “Dude, where is the pasta I had been called for from that far”. I acknowledged and had gone to warm it up and get. Giving me a quick look for approval, I nodded and then he lifted my arms over my head. He told me to keep them up and he kissed me, then unbuttoned my shirt and pinched my nipple.I had a little bit of a five-o’clock shadow and he told me he liked me stubbly, had I ever considered a goatee? I was trying to respond, but he licked and bit my nipple as his fingers were undoing my belt. He pulled my pants down, made some noise about my boxer briefs, and then pulled them aside. He took me inside his. It turns out, he was dead serious. Suddenly, her bravado vanished, and she was the quintessential bashful schoolgirl. What a bet anyway. As if I would lose control of my mouth and brain and cry out for my mother? It seemed as if he was just arranging for me to fuck his wife. Why? I didn't care. The next few moments of conversation served to crysallize the seriousness of his proposition. Lisa requested that I shave (which I never did). Danny explained that he would lock himself into the room at.