Hastily, I pulled on my clothes and tried to make it look like my morning suit hadn't spend the last couple of hours in a pile on the floor. I failed ...iserably, but I reasoned that most of the guests would be too focussed on the bride and groom — or their ever-filled wine glasses — to spare a thought as to why I looked so dishevelled. I got as far as the door when I spied a loose piece of paper on the floor. I bent down and picked it up — it was a menu from our reception, although someone had. In fact, that night spent together set an unspoken precedent, and each evening after Amber would grab a couple of bottles of wine and the kids would follow her to her room and they would snuggle, and drink and talk.The second night they slept in their clothes again, but the third night, saying nothing about it, when it came time to crawl into bed, Amber shrugged out of her blouse and skirt. As she wasn’t wearing a bra her fine 32Cs were on display as she climbed under the covers. Holly paused. I had no other option, so I went back to Shreya’s place once again to collect my wallet. I rang the doorbell and after some time, Sahana opened the door. Oh, God! She was in just a long t-shirt and I could see her sexy milky thighs clearly. My GF’s sister was looking damn hot!I was awestruck and she asked me what happened. I said that I forgot my wallet and entered the hall. But I could not see my wallet on the table. So I started searching for it beneath the table and she started searching. The train shunts as I speed dial Harry, 'I will be there within the hour', I breath deeply, knowing Harry squirms when I'm nasal. 'you know I'm wet darling', and I lower the phone to my wet cunt and squish my finger around my vaginal secretions, making loud squishy noises, 'yes darling, you know it, darling, yes Harry, I want a fuck' and at that I hang up and continue masturbating to pass the next 45 minutes.By the time we pull into Edinburgh's Waverly station I am besides myself with lust and.