I bet we can get one of us to walk naked thru the room and then get someone to play up the schoolgirl fantasy and when we check, the men will get hard...er from the schoolgirl fantasy."Gloria liked that idea and took a big hit of her very strong drink before answering. "That's perfect. We have two men, both married. Who's going to check to determine their response?"Suzanne was quick to answer. "It shouldn't be their wives. It has to be an impartial judge. I think it should be Diane."Everyone. Cum so I can fuck you.” You blow again and this time her cunt contracts in pre-orgasmic sensations, her breath catches and her mind drifts as her body responds to the mere thought that she could have your fuckmeat driven deeply into her fiery core. She wants that so much, hungers for it, but not just yet as she teeters on the edge. You are amused at her resilience, her ability to hold back even though she wants so badly to cum. She whimpers and moan, her body defying her as she tries to no. She said she always came to me with questions because I looked very cute. This conversation was almost giving me a boner.We sat on the sofa and she turned on the TV. It was some Indian show that I was not aware of because I had lost touch with Indian TV and movies since I moved to the states. There was a kissing scene on the TV and the woman was wearing a saree. It was turning me on. We were next to each other on a sofa and she was still in her saree. I started getting a tent in my pants.. I put on my robe came into the room. I asked Josh if he wanted to watch TV.He replied that it was his turn for a shower and went into the bathroom. I saw that he too had left the door ajar. I heard the water stop and knew he had stepped out of the shower. I sat on the bed looking at the mirror. I wanted to resist the urge to go to the dresser. I was fighting the feelings I was having. I knew that if I went to the mirror, the reason would be to see if I could observe Josh as he had observed me..