Rachel loved it. I was obviously eating every fucking second of it up.Earlier that day, I was getting my laundry from the laundry machine and had shor...s on without any briefs. I usually don’t do that for obvious reasons. So Regan saw me walking and says, “God, make sure you don’t catch that on anything. It’s just swinging everywhere. You might hurt something.” She giggled. I was rock hard and quickly dashed to Rachel’s room. I told Rachel about it a few minutes after it happened and she smiled. I realized that when I met a hot girl in college in Delhi. She belonged to a North Indian family.She did not let me do anything to her more than a kiss. That too only on her cheeks. I badly wanted to explore more. Slowly, I started to feel desperate. But nothing changed her mind.One day, I saw her chatting with the guy and he hugged her during the conversation. To my surprise, she did not stop him. Even when he kissed her on the forehead, she did not stop him! That made me very furious. >:( So,. I meant for that this would be the first time at all, period. But, you’re right, it would be more fun if you did it a bunch of times, and changed outfits every time, while we have the chance. Who knows when we’ll have this chance again?”“For God’s sake, Henry, think of something else.”“Show me your wardrobe so we can pick something out. Wouldn’t you like to get dressed up this evening?”“What’s the matter, Henry, no girls tonight?”“Nobody who wants to suck my dick as much as you do.”“Get over. She was sweating from our exertions, in spite of the air conditioning, and she was breathing a bit heavily, making those exciting mammaries heave delightfully. I watched in awe as a little drop of perspiration oozed its way down into the deep valley of her cleavage. Normally Penny and I were chatting away when we were together, but today there seemed to be some constraint, and we were mostly silent.Next Aunt Penny had me carry a step ladder into the living room. There was a huge chandelier in.