I asked when Paulo had left again, "Is Paulo your boyfriend?" No, just a good friend."I sighed in some relief. I asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?"Sudd...enly, Maria looked shy. "Yes," she whispered.I raised my eyebrows, wondering why she had agreed to go out with me.She knew what I was thinking and added, "He lost his "green card" and had to go back home a couple of months ago." Maria looked like she was going to cry."I'm sorry to hear that." I thought for a minute and said, "I have some friends. John had popped out to the shop for a bottle of wine so might just have time …. Her fingers gently caressed the lips of her pussy before she let them focus on her clitoris. She closed her eyes and imagined what might have happened. Instead of standing there half concealed and wanking she brought him over to them. She beckoned him to take out his cock for her to see and pulled John’s head up momentarily so that he could see what was happening too. He made no sign that he minded so she pushed. It was a nice apartment. Obviously they were well settled in life. Once at their home, Kumar offered us some wine while Savita excused us to freshen up and change. I & Kumar continued our chat. Soon Savita joined us. She had reapplied her makeup and had changed into a light green chiffon saree and a sleeveless blouse.Her ass was looking even bigger in the tight saree. I offered her some wine.This time I asked her to come and sit next to me while her husband was sitting opposite to us. She said. ” She then grabs my arm, finds my hand, and place it on her left tit. “Caress it.” As I grabbed her tit I felt like I had this warm, big boulder stuck in my throat, I couldn’t swallow, and I started breathing heavily, and so did my mom why I started running my fingers gently up and down her left tit. Then she ran her hands down my stomach, removing my boxers, and just gazing my cock a little bit with her fingers. “Suck on my breasts honey.” She moaned. And I did, I slowly.