Ashok was in his dhoti and a shirt. When we reached the waterfalls we found a few people bathing. On an impulse I stepped into the waterfall in my clo...hes and found it wonderfully invigorating. Ashok took of his shirt and dhoti and came in with a short loin cloth that was tied on a string that he wore around his waist. The bra I had worn was very thin and soon my nipples were showing under my top as if I was wearing nothing. The skirt too was sticking to thin panties and for a few men who were. Friday night came around and my wife was upstairs getting ready for her girls night out. I usually left her to her own devices, but tonight I decided to see what outfit she would be parading around in. I walked into the bedroom to find my wife fastening a fishnet stocking to her high waisted garter belt. Her pussy was freshly shaved and glistening in the light, obviously from some sort of oil or lotion she had rubbed in. Her huge firm breasts were encased in a shiny black bra which appeared to. The problem was, my mother wasn't.I knew things were getting serious when she began dating Ken nearly every weekend. And not that I minded that either, as now I had most Fridays and Saturdays to do whatever I felt like doing, though still required to obey whatever curfews my mother had imposed on me, that or face the consequences of losing some of my extra ordinary privileges, especially at my age, and that I wasn't about to screw up as I was smart enough to know how good it was that I really. Then she looped her thumbs inside the wiry strap and pulled the garment down to the floor, gave Billy a quick glance and a smile, and then slipped her tongue inside Etta’s snatch.This was unexpected, but not unwelcome. Etta moaned loudly and held Pam’s head as she tasted her.“Damn, you two are hot!” Billy said. Etta was looking at him, and winked.Soon Etta pulled Pam’s head up to hers and kissed her. “My turn!” she whispered. Billy’s dick felt like it was about to explode as he watched the.