I wrapped a fist around my cock and started pumping. It was slick with the juices from our earlier lovemaking, and my hand glided easily up and down t...e shaft. Jean stared, transfixed.She slung a leg over the edge of the bed and lay before me spread-eagle, like a Playboy centrefold. Her lightly thatched pussy was visibly moist. She wrapped one hand around one of her small but pert breasts and massaged it, her thumb tracing her already hard nipples. I stroked faster.Soon Jean was splayed before. This time, I bought the condoms on the way as this was an opportunity not to be missed.Debbie welcomed me with a hug and quickly locked the door. My colleague took me to the bedroom while holding my hands all the while. She was looking so beautiful in sari. Then I remembered I had told her once that she looks so pretty in sarees. (Anyway, that did not matter as the dress was not important).Once we reached her room, my colleague started to kiss my lips. I could sense how badly she must have. There was no resistance.i looked into her eyes and i /we knew what was about to happen. you know that feeling you get when you are a k** at christmas.opening the best present.knowing what it is but still loving that moment and pleasure.well that was me .all my christmases at once!!! i slowly unwrapped my present that night.like not wanting to damage the wrapping paper and savoring every second.i was that c***d at christmas except i wasnt a c***d and it wasnt christmas. i peeled off her top and. As you know Mumbai is a cosmopolitan city with millions of bachelors sharing flats to save on rental. I was also one of them and shared a flat with another flatmate. Both of us were working for the same company so there was no problem between us. Work was going on well and i had recently got very attracted to a new girl who had joined office-Kajal.Kajal was 5’2″ in height, about 55Kg in weight and quite beautiful with shoulder length straight hair. But the only thing I could see in her were her.