I responded by pulling her top up.Maneet wasn’t wearing a bra. My friend’s partner had huge boobs. We hugged again. My bare chest pressed hard on ...er bare boobs. They were so damn soft.I again started smooching her and while doing so, I moved to her neck and sucked around her neck, and then moved to her boobs. I started eating her like a wild dog. I was biting her nipples too. My friend’s wife was moaning really loud because of the pain and pleasure. I kept eating her boobs for a good 10. Tushar slid my lehenga down with my underwear. I mounted on his head and pissed directly in his mouth. Tushar gulped all of it down obediently. I kissed his forehead to leave for the bathroom. I came out changed in my sleep wears while Tushar prepared the dinner. I had the disciplining sessions prepared after the dinner. Tushar was no less than a professional chef in Bengali food.I allowed him a normal dinner by being on the opposite side of the table. He prepared the masala fried pomfret fish. On all fours, Tom glance back and said, “Come on.”I was already starting to get hard but seeing his firm little bubble butt in the air was making me even harder. As I moved closer to the bed, Tom spread his legs slightly and as he put his head down, he reached back and spread his ass cheek slightly with one hand. Seeing his tight little hole, made me look over at John for reassurance. John had unzipped his pants and as he sat there feeling on his cock, he motioned for me to get on the bed. I. Twelve weeks after he had split up with his girlfriend and nothing, not a whisper, of an attraction. The lab. assistants were great company but none saw sex as anything but a biological imperative to breed. That's the trouble with biologists, they see all the instincts as there for a reason, not simply 'because'. Fight or flight; food stocktaking; sex; hell, even stamp collecting; there was an evolutionary reason for everything we did and it made life boring. He ignored it and continued to.