'This is just a weird dream you are having, ' I told myself as my hand reached for the door handle.I peeped around the crack I had made in the door. A...ain, there were the five girls, each a different flavour. Still, each held out a six pack of beer. I felt my will crumbling. Then I heard it - the crinkling sound of cellophane packaging, as each moved her left hand from behind her back."We brought pork rinds," they chanted as one voice, "Mr. Gamera."I was theirs.The second mistake - letting them. I took Whisper’s dick in my hand and gave it a slight rub. By the way, it was 11 in length and 3 in girth. I had to use both my hands to engulf it. Smita bent down and gave it a lick with her tongue. Whisper started neighing. I was sure he was also feeling good. I allowed Smita to go first. I would say I was a bit selfish. You see, I wanted him to cum in me. So I wanted to go last. I bent down and started licking Smita’s pussy. Had to get her well lubricated for the penetration. I made her. I opened up a drawer, retrieved a soft tshirt, and slipped it on.It hung to about midthigh and when I looked at myself in the mirror I couldn't help noticing how good it made my breasts look.My stiff nipples were poking through the soft fabric and couldn't resist rubbing them and moaning out loud.I was feeling kind of frisky when I headed back out to say goodnight to the other adults, as I suddenly thought of them.When I walked back into the room they had a bottle of bourbon on the table and. But it is just you and me. Can you come over?”“I.. I’ll let you know if I don’t come. ”“I’ll wait. Take care, Ajay.”The call ended on Ajay’s mobile. The ending of the call started the conflict in Ajay. It wasn’t the dinner that he was not ready for, it was the fact that she was lonely waiting for him. Vasanta was an irresistible woman. She is about 5’5” with sufficient weight at appropriate places. She had a smooth and attractive skin. Her deep brown eyes were enchanting. Her smile could break.