Bhoomi – So Vicky what you think, you guys can’t compare us with that waitress.Vicky – Ya you right you both more sexy then her.Puja – what yo... find sexy in her?Vicy – Her boobs are open and thats why she is looking so hot.Me – The real comparison will be when we will see you both like that.Bhoomi – you already see these, don’t you?Me — Ya I saw your boobs.For me your boobs is better and for Vicky puja’s boobs better. But we can compare with that waitress if I compare puja’s boobs with waitress. He collapsed on her and she rubbed his hair and whispered, “And now you’re really my lover.”“And now I’ve had a real lover. Not just some bored chick wanting a quick lay.”“You enjoyed what you had with them.”“Yes, but I enjoy it with you so much more.”“You’d damn well better.”The next morning they awoke at the same time. She looked searchingly in his face and relaxed when he smiled easily. “Good, it wasn’t just a drunken mistake.” They stayed in bed the rest of the weekend, ordering food for. I would tell her that I had a surprise for her. I would then blindfold her and lead her to the living room where the surprise was waiting. she would still be wearing her robe, which was one of those silk kimono type things but very short. I need to stop telling about this here because this is when I knew Traci would be the one in this fantasy of mine. She was so excited by our conversation that she was squirming around on the park bench and her face was very flush.We had to cut our afternoon. Perkins’ thighs and I was lapping at her very wet folds like a kitten needing its mother’s milk. I was feeling very content, yet I still wondered who was behind me at that moment? Who’s fingers were on me, inside of me, holding the butt plug for me as I pushed onto it. Was it someone I knew, like Linda, Mrs. Perkins’ step daughter? If so, that would be so humiliating! Was it Mr. Perkins? That would be even MORE embarrassing! Was it another woman who I didn’t even know but now who knew me.