She said hi but looked down. I asked her why and she said that she was getting married and hence there was a lot of stress of the wedding.I had comple...ely forgotten that Neha was now 23 and of a marriageable age. I congratulated her and dropped my bags at home and went down for a walk where I met Manekbhai and congratulated him.He was stressed too as his compliances at the chemical plant had not come through and he was under pressure from the auditors and mentioned he had to spend the next 10. Her hands spun me around, meeting her mouth with mine in an upended kiss. ‘Gonna fuck you… I’m gonna…’ Cindi panted with flowing vigor. She splayed her tongue across my forehead, grazing it across my bald sphere. Back again and again, tasting me as a feline would a bowl of warm milk. With my head now resting in her palms, her tongue feast carried through to my cheeks, my jaw… my nose. The dripping pulp of tongue engulfed each of my eye sockets… I yelped in wonder, having never been kissed like. She was ecstatic and confused. An orgasm had never felt so intense, so deep so good and so wrong. She never masturbated and had never made herself cum before. As she lay hugging herself an awareness was coming over her of how much her body needed something but what to do. Tiredness was closing in as the adrenaline wore off. She tidied herself and went to bed to think.Days went by and Jill often looked forward to the washing going on the neighbour's line, she found herself more and more jealous. We went back to my house. He got the better looking one (by conventional standards). I totally forgot her name, but in my opinion, my gal (whose name I do remember, Natalie) wasn't too far below his, but she might have been slightly plainer - again by conventional standards. Natalie was chubby with big tits. Brad's gal was tall and had more of an athletic, runner figure. I remember an hour into my hooking up with my girl, Brad and his gal already finished and they were obnoxiously knocking on.