I sat, stunned at the sheer amount of cum dripping out of my mouth, down my chin and down to my tits. I knew what he wanted to see, so I obliged and g...thered up as much cum as I could on my fingers and licked them clean. Then a knock on the door. Again I sat frozen. Except this time, instead of topless, I was naked and covered in cum. "Hey," a groggy voice said on the other side of the door. "I need to use the bathroom!" It was Rachael. We both only had pants to put back on. That wouldn't cut. "That must have been interesting." It was pretty boring, actually. No different than buying an alarm clock, or lingerie. We went to a pretty high end store that actually carried lingerie." Oh." What did get interesting was a few weeks later when we had another wine and conversation night. We got to talking about guys, and then sex, and what we liked, and what we fantasized about. We both drank a lot and were feeling really comfortable, because Jen decided she wanted an orgasm right then. She. She cried. Main tujhe rape karunga haramjadi i said. And lifted her on my arms. I ttok her to the bed and made her lay. Nahinsaheb jaane do na sha said. But i knew she was liking it. I orderd her to spread her hands. She did not move. So i slapped her boob hard .. Faila hath harajadi i said. She immediately obeyed. Then i ordered her to remove the blouse. She did it reluctantly. Her boobs were in full sight. I held the boobs and sqeezed. She cried in pain. Then i removed her sari slapping her. ..." I stammer, but the one who turned to look just laughs merrily. "Like we've never taken care of it ourselves, right, Michelle?" she says, nudging her friend with her elbow. Her friend laughs, and turns to me with a smile. "I'm a teacher, and I can't count how many times I've done that at work, so no worries about doing it here. You're hardly the first." "Well, that's a relief. I just bought some really nice lingerie and got to thinking about my husband, and sorta went for it." They both.