They asked me if I was ready to leave and I told them I had already called you. I told them I texted you while I was in the restroom and that you were...on your way to get me. I told Lisa to go ahead and take Amy home that the guys would keep me company till you got there. I gave them a wink and asked them if they would stay with me, making a show for my friends. I didn’t want them to know what I was up too. As soon as my friends left the guys asked me when you would be there. I told them you. As I entered her personal space I noticed her tense up a little, she was wary, on unfamiliar ground here, and I knew that any sudden moves on my part would likely result in a heavy swot over the ear. So carefully, as non-threateningly as possible, I inched closer and closer to her, my eyes never leaving hers, giving her as open, non-threatening and beguiling a smile as I could manage, the space between us shrank further and further, until our noses were almost touching, she refused to flee, but. Do you see how this chair is split in the middle? Get your face down there and lick his asshole you fucking WORM! Joan shouts at Ernest. Joan! I cant let you do this. Stop touching my son in law and do not let Ernest touch him either. Marcy tells her. Way to go Mom! I think to myself. Shut up Marcy. Youll get your turn. Ernest! Joan commands. I feel a scrape of beard against my ass cheeks and a tongue bury itself in my asshole. Joan goes back to sucking me and I start to feel a tingle. Thats. Madhan slowly walked to the mirror of the car. I opened the door, and he sat inside with no word spoken.I drove the car towards Doddaballapur and stopped at a dark, lonely corner with no hint of people. I turned to Madhan and asked, “Do you want to?” Madhan nodded. I told him, “Get in the backseat.”Madhan stepped out of the car and entered the backseat. I looked all around and entered the crampy backseat of my car. I said, “We will not do it if you don’t want to.” On the pitch night, I could.