”“Yes my, lord.” (In India, many wives refer to their husband as ‘swami’ or ‘lord’)Karan, further taking a bold step, “Radha, I missed...you and I want to make up every moment of it. I want to feel like your husband again and make you feel like my wife. We both have waited a long time. I want to have sex with you on our marital bed and rejoin our union.”Radha, with tears flowing from her eyes, nodded in affirmative.Karan took the vermillion and smeared it on his mother’s head. He re-tied the. "You're right," I said. "We mustn't play favorites." I leaned across toward Johnny, who eagerly brought his lips to mine and kissed me passionately, and before I knew it I felt his tongue in my mouth, dancing with mine, and I thought I might cum again. Tony took the opportunity to caress my torso.Finally I pulled back, and Johnny said smugly, "So, which one of us is the better kisser?"I grinned and said, "I don't think I have enough to go on yet." We all laughed. Tony moved to kiss me again. He was enjoying himself and she was making sure I knew it and could entertain myself by looking at her now dripping cunt. It was heavenly torture. I heard him grunt and she smacked her lips a bit later and sat up. Her shirt had ridden up exposing her nipples. She didn’t immediately fix that but when she did I got the top view again in the mirror. We dropped the car off at the rental company and climbed on the buss. The lucky guy across the isle from her had a nice ride to the terminal. She. .I can't wait...' I stood there motionless as I watched the three of them walk away. My mind was blank, they wanted me to be alone with them all night, how was I going to survive something like that and still be me. I walked home trying to come up with a plausible reason for staying over at any of their homes while their folks were out of town. I could hear my folks telling me how much trouble boys could get into being unsupervised. And besides Bruce Uncle had already took me against my will.