Am James 35 years from Mumbai and working in a reputed IT Co in Navi Mumbai.Now coming to the story pinky (name changed) of girlfriend has a structure...to die for 36-32-36 she is having wonderful pair of boobs and butts we were in a relationship from collage days she was 2 yrs junior to me that time.Though we had a breakup due to some reason and go married to our respective spouses, We never got in contact these years though we were in the same city because I do not want her married life to be. After a third margarita, I started to feel a little bit fuzzy. Then the bartender asked me if I could make just a small turn on the pool table…I told him I did not play pool, but he replied I did not need to play…Then he said they wanted to see a little dance…Then I heard the door of the bar lock shut. I realized I did not really have any choice. And it was just “a dance…' for these guys…Some guys helped me up onto the pool table. They all seemed eager to help. I even could feel a pair of hands. "I didn't do anything but help you find what was already there," I protested."Maybe," she allowed, "but you found it, so as far as I'm concerned it's yours now."I left her propped up in bed while I pulled the fruit and cheese tray from Albertson's out of the fridge. I sat the tray on the bed between us and refilled our glasses with bubbly. I wouldn't let Denise do anything for herself as I fed her fruit dipped in caramel sauce and bites of cheese. When she wanted a drink I carefully held her. Ryan let go of my breasts, which now felt heavy and full. He pulled both straps down my shoulders to my elbows, and then off my arms. His hands slid down my rib cage and came to rest on my hips. Xav took this advantage and peeled my bra off my full breasts. His lips swooped down to kiss mine. His tongue probed my mouth, thrusting in and out, almost mimicking what his cock would do to my pussy later. I moaned softly, as he reached behind my back and unhooked my bra, throwing it to the floor. .