Bhabhi started crying again in pain and that time, I removed her panty. Then I started kissing her slowly to calm her down. She was kissing me back mo...e intensely.I asked her to guide my dick in her pussy. While we were kissing, Kirti bhabhi took my 7-inch cock and placed it near her pussy entrance. I could see there was worry on her face thinking that I will forcefully fuck her. But I slowly inserted it into Kirti bhabhi’s pussy and she gasped.I was kissing her neck and boobs and was slowly. I could hear for the first time cars driving past, the silence was deafening, as Sara's words reverberated of my internal skull, 'That's', I stopped short of saying the actual word, for fear of offending her.'It's i*****l', I finally said. 'It's a medical condition' she said, 'he gets them all the time, and in public', she replied defensively.'But your fondling him cant help', and as I spoke she was still toying with him, in fact Sara was in a trance like state, as she stroked him and murmured. Now we were using it to its full capacity. I tested the hot water tap and the water was running warm, it sure heats the water quick.When the women arrived I got my usual welcoming kiss and hug from them both. The kettle started to boil just then, so of course we had to go and check it out. With four ovens and four heating rings, plus the hot water heater we were really living in paradise. Marjorie had to test the hot tap and she was excited that at long last we had hot and cold running water. We had discussed my costume that evening, pantyhose and a very shortlurex dress. Something as cheap as the venue. The idea was some wouldpity me and some would envy me the latter camp being the dumbest peoplethere. How do you feel about that he asked. Its never fair to ask me howI feel about anything if you're a dominant man because you know all I cando is listen. No panties with the pantyhose and his hand never far frombottom, although I will allow a pantyliner for a modicum of modesty. .