And, soon, my hand against the hardness of his chest, against thefur, and the stiffness of his nipples, to hear him moan oh so softly, as Iplayed with...his stiff nipples deep against my lips, against my moustache,taking him warm and damp into my mouth. And, to smell him, warm and spicy,so manly, deep into my nostrils, to smell his lust, his need, and to feelhim hard against my own hardness, crotch to crotch, cock to cock, only afew layers of cloth between us.Time stopped then, as sweat drenched. I can see hes enjoying it, eyes close oblivious to me. Jane starts to take more and more into her mouth, she gags but this doesnt stop her. His cock disappears down her throat. I lick his ear and I whisper I want to lick your ass. Im not stopping you. He starts to squat down so Jane can continue to suck his cock and I can start licking his asshole and balls. My tongue flicks to his hole gently probing. I lick the entrance and then I suck one of my fingers and slowly caress and push in through. Now Kumar was aroused and he underwent some changes in his body, he looked upwards by leaning back and his Moms face was in front of him, Kalyani bent forwards and planted a kiss on his lip, wet.His nipples was getting harder with goose bumps all over, his cock was slowly growing making a tent in his towel. This was obviously visible to his mom, kalyani dropped her hand beyond his belly button and followed the fine hair lining that was joining to his Pubic area. Now Kumar stood up and opened up. I wondered at that. Presumably, if they came without a boyfriend, they were here to dance, and perhaps meet guys. But most looked so intimidating that only the oiliest pick-up artists would attempt to vault their defenses.That's not fair. Perhaps, I was projecting too much, and perhaps they weren't here to pick up guys. Just to have a fun night out dancing with friends. And deflect pick-up artists, which could be a sport in of itself.I was starting to regret my declaration to Anna that I would.