While Bachchu was cupping my breasts, his hands were working under the pallu of my saree and I was still careful in not exposing my breasts completely... Actually, he was still sitting behind me and although my boobs were completely in his possession, those were out of his direct view. After completely satisfying me with the breast massage, Bachchu’s hands reached my belly. I was enjoying the tickling sensation, especially when his index finger reached my navel. He put some extra oil inside that. I look at her and she says, “nothing fancy.”“Oh, you think that because we had sex last night I’m yours,” I joke.“Yes, but I can share you with the groupies as long as I get to join in every once in a while,” she says as she smirks and we walk into the jewelry store.We’re shopping as a saleswoman comes up and asks if she can help us. Rachael takes over and Kit, (the name on her nametag) starts showing Rachael some rings. After 30 minutes, I finally sit down and let nature take its course.After. They had obviously done well. From the outside, the house looked impressive; certainly large, I guessed five bedrooms at least, with well manicured front lawns and well kept flower beds. As the door opened, I did a double take. I remembered Ramya being attractive but the woman before me was now stunning. In a matter of seconds I took in her long blonde hair falling in curls over her shoulders. Her figure had rounded out a little from what I could remember of their last meeting; long shapely. Then he said to us, “From now on you will wear what I tell you to wear, nothing more, nothing less, and when you are not having sex with me you are to have sex with mom or each other, and tomorrow we are going shopping for new super slutty clothes for you.” Then they grabbed two butterflies and stuck them in our pussies and turned them on, and faced us tords each other and told us to make out, and then they left the room. All of a sudden the butterflies went off and we started.