Tears rolled down their cheeks. “What have we done ?”, said Sheila leaning her head against Wendy’s shoulder.“We both needed it”, simply ans...ered Wendy. “What do we do now ?”, asked Sheila“I think that NOW, you can drive me home. LATER during the week, we can phone and make a date…somehow…somewhere…Think about it. I don’t even know if you want to continue this. For what it’s worth, I would like to”, answered Wendy.Sheila got the car started again. “Yeah”, she said. “Damn right I want to”.. I heard her laugh as she continued “ If you have control of a mans balls he is at your mercy no matter how mighty he thinks he is….is that not so slave?”. She prodded me with the tip of her shoe. “Yes Mistress” I answered with the ache still in my balls.“While your down there, start worshipping my feet”. I crawled the few inches to her nearest stiletto covered foot and started kissing and licking the black leather shoe and the pale skinned foot of my Mistress. My tongue glided over the top edge. I was always over at Joshs house, and every opportunity I had I would admire her nice butt or dream about the pussy I could sometimes pressed against her pants. She was 38, and while driving us would sometimes make sex jokes that would make us all laugh (but secretly turn me on like wildfire.) As time progressed I found myself getting bolder and bolder, and while my friend was upstairs I would wander downstairs into his moms room. At first I would simply go in and imagine humping the daylight. Priya was quick to be at ease with the group.Rajiv had prepared a fabulous meal for the lot and was a perfect host.All the girls complimented Priya for having Rajiv as her husband as theyall found him to be perfect husband material. Priya commented that he ismore of a - perfect wife material. When she was asked to elaborate shetold those young women (all eight of them ) that how he is more of awife and explained gym incidence which she found particularly funny andalso told them that he is more.