Shabnam had never had three men doing that to her and it did feel good, very good. She closed her eyes and just let them do what they wanted to do. Sh...bnam moaned every time one of them fingered her pussy. Rajesh told her to watch them as they played with her pussy. Shabnam just stood there, being ‘interviewed’, watching them each slide their fingers inside the pussy and slowly fucking her with their fingers. I moaned even more. Then Rajesh and Prem pulled back her shirt and each of them. “Hi, I’m Esau,” he said.“Oh, I am… Daryl,” I retorted in shock.“Daryl, this is none of my business, and if you find me offensive, I apologize in advance… You always have a towel around your hips. Why is that?” he added with a smile, before continuing, “Are you uncomfortable being naked?”“Yes… Have you ever heard of AIS?” I then boldly replied, chancing my luck after weeks of frustration.“Huh… What’s that?” Esau asked with a puzzled frown. “Androgen insensitivity syndrome,” I answered.“Fuck…. ' Her voice faded and she began to whimper softly, moving her hips slowly so that the walls of her pussy milked me. I lifted her off me and turned her round, laying her on the towels that were now rumpled and twisted beneath us. I raised myself over her and gazed down at her body. The muscles in her belly were still fluttering as the aftershocks of her climax ran through her, and she stretched her arms above her head and arched her back luxuriously as she squeezed the last ounce of sensation. Fortunately, alcohol makes ignoring things easier. The next three days I made it point to go to bed before Lucille and I also made it a point to get blind drunk to do it. The little bit of time we spent together in the evenings was like it had always been except that I found myself looking at her differently. She never noticed or, if she did, she never let on. On the 4th day I spent the evening dealing with work stuff at home and wasn’t able to start drinking as early as I usually liked. I.