They nearly always have a sexual theme to them, vicars and tarts, teachers and schoolgirls, that kind of thing. Last night's party was "Thongs Fishnet... and bodystockings". (Together with a sort of Roman Toga thing too!) So, late into the evening, about 40 people there lights down low and everyone dancing. It soon got a bit steamy with couples making out and touching each other up. As the evening got even less inhibited, some people started to make out heavily and it got a bit beyond second. Did it all over again with the light bright on the window.I’d never had a night like it. It seemed like we’d fucked the entire eight hours straight, though I was still alive in the morning so I guess we slept a bit more than I thought. In fact I felt strangely invigorated as we went down for a late breakfast.“Morning,” Lucie and Brooke grinned at us. They were in robes, while Kait had slipped one of my shirts over half her lissom body.“Here, you must need this,” Lucie pushed a bowl of brown and. Hank pushed me on the machines making me concentrate on each rep not allowing me to give up. By the end of the hour I had a good pump and it felt great. I could tell Hank had fun working out with me and I felt good just being with him.We were walking toward the juice bar and Hank stopped dead in his tracks. I asked him what was wrong, but he said nothing. He was staring toward the other side of the room, but at what I wasn't sure until I seen Ricardo. Ricardo was talking to some unnaturally. Now let me come to the main plot. My first night with “Anju” was too good. On my d’day Anju was on the bed wearing a red saree and I entered the room. She was too sexy. I asked her to remove all the ornaments which she was wearing. She slowly removed all the ornaments. She was now in her saree and I was wearing a designer kurta paijama. I slowly removed her saree then her blouse.She was in her white bra and red petticoat. I got an erection seeing her. I slowly removed her petticoat and I saw a.