"Bryan, you don't even get to decide. It's my decision. Are you going to take your own clothes off, or does Mommy have to undress you?"Bryan was no Br...tt in many ways. He did not even have Brett's ego and his anger to get him through it. As so often happens, drugs had killed a lot of his will. He had to be physically stripped, kicking and screaming the whole time, and the men had to carry him in the door. When they stood him up in front of Missy, Libby, and Erica, he jammed his hands in front. Me to aapke ghar aata hi isliye tha ki mujhe aapki chuchiyo aur gaand ke darshan ho jaye.Kabse icha thi aapko chodne kii.Mujhe kya pata tha aap itni badi chinaal ho nahi to mein to kabka apna loda aapki chut me ghused deta.Aaja meri raand leellllaaaaaaa.Ye kahke raju mummy ke honth chusne lagaa.Aur apni jeebh mummy ke muh me deke chuswane lagaa.Ummmmmm.Huuuuuuuu.Haaaa.Oohhbhhhh.Ab mummy bhi raju ka saath dene lagi.Ummmmmm.Aaahhhhhhh.Chhhppppp.Pchhhhhh.Dheeereeeee.Aahhhhhaaaa.Kaarrrooooo.Raju –. “Fuck….”I can’t help myself as the words leave my mouth. I walk over to the bed, and I become aware of the difficulty involved in this. I look down and see that the usual modest fabric of the suit pants I’m wearing is now taught and bulging with my growing anticipation. My mouth is dry. I wet my lips slightly as I move closer. She swiftly swings her legs under her and kneels up on the bed, knees wide, and the soft fabric of the underwear stretches over the mound of her pussy. I feel my crotch. Darwin headed for the bar, taking a seat at one end where he was inconspicuous yet could see what was going on at the trio's table. With his drink order, he asked the bartender to bring him a club sandwich.Darwin stewed at the bar, eating his sandwich and sipping his scotch and soda while watching the scene behind the ferns. He could hardly believe it but before the dinners arrived Randy had a hand inside each girl's blouse. Darla made no fuss, acting as if her husband feeling up her best.