I felt you kiss the tip of my finger as I drew it away, and it brought a tiny smile to my face. You were teasing me, in a sense, trying to get me to a...k the unneeded question. Knowing this, I simply remained quiet – you couldn’t last too much longer, that much I knew beyond a doubt. Just as I’d suspected, you couldn’t hold still for more than a minute. Your head craned down above mine, your lips slightly parted in anticipation of a kiss. Smiling very like the cat that swallowed the canary, I. She ground her hips back and forth, “Lick it slut. Lick my pussy like the whore you are!”Kim’s hands were on the blonde girl’s thighs now, and the girl was leaning back supporting her weight on her hands as she moved her hips slowly. “Ride her face Laura, give her a mouthful of cunt!” commanded Dani as she unbuttoned Kim’s jeans. The babysitter and another girl, a chubby brunette tugged both jeans and panties past Kim’s slender hips, my wife lifting her bottom slightly to make it easier. From. Her name was Indira – she was in her early 40s, married to a very successful Indian businessman, and was looking for a bit of excitement. After the email, I went to bed..but was pleasantly surprised to see a reply note from her in the morning. She gave me her Yahoo chat id, and much to my surprise she was online at the time. We started chatting, and immediately hit it off. She was a bit formal, but we quickly realized we had a lot in common…sharing not only an affinity for fantasies, but many. "After a few days she started getting a little bolder, and I saw her with some of the girls. I caught her kissing one of the girls when they were supposed to be getting ready for bed, and another day I saw her in the showers when all of the girls were there. That wouldn't have been an issue, except that she was soaping up one of the girls, and tweaking her nipples. I felt so helpless, but couldn't see that there was anything I could do. What I didn't know was that the worst was yet to.