Suddenly, her hug got tighter and she held my face and started pushing my face more and more towards her boobs. I kept sucking those boobs and she mig...t have had a gushing orgasm. Then I kissed all over her face and she did the same.We slept hugging each other and then to my surprise, she put her hands inside my pants and held my penis which was throbbing hard with the erection.She kept fondling and I don’t know what happened, I just closed my eyes and kept enjoying. I too inserted my hands. Savita: of course. It will be my pleasureShe said that weighing on her words when she noticed that he was checking her out. She eyed Vikaram as he carried Ashok into their bedroom and noticed how muscular and strong he was.He wasn’t Sikh, just a normal Punjabi. Savita had heard that Punjabi men were strong and great in bed.‘Maybe I’ll find out myself, after all I have to thank him properly for what he has done.’ she thought.Later that night Vikram was in the kitchen drinking water when he heard. "How was my performance?" she asked."Gratuitous," I said. "It was great. You certainly showed yourself to be the slut you are," I sighed.Cyndi looked shocked. "What do you mean? Are you mad?"I shook my head nervously as Cyndi crawled on top of me. She pressed her hand against the bulge in my towel--I'd gotten quite hard watching her. She kissed my face gently."I'm sorry, Ian," she panted. "I'm sorry I'm such a slut. I just... I guess I just need it. I need cock. I need lots of it... I'm sorry. Iris appeared in the door way."Mr Potts is not due to arrive for another hour," she said softly. "Shall I make us a cup of coffee?"He blinked his gold speckled eyes as he washed away the thought of what else they could do to fill in the time. "Coffee would be good," he nodded. 'The aroma of the coffee might just smother out the fragrances that Iris was emitting.'She walked across to his desk and leaned forward to pick up his mug, and a wave of flowery scents reminiscent of a summery day,.