Padma started to dance. It was a fast song she was dancing to and she soon built up a sheen of sweat. Garments came off one after the other, till she... was only in lycra briefs and bra.I looked at Frieda who seemed to be enjoying the show almost as much as Karthik, whose eyes were transfixed on Padamas full tones and firm body. Frieda unzipped my pants and before I could stop her, her hand was inside and holding my hard cock, she slipped it out and started to stroke it. Karthik looked over in. ‘I’m not a sweety.’ She said. ‘I’m a slut.’A smile on his face. ‘Are you know?’ He asked bemused. ‘And how old is this slut?’ ‘Twenty three.’ She said. ‘I’m in – ’ She wanted to say she was in her senior year in college, but then she pressed her lips together. ‘I dropped out of college,’ she said. ‘Way too boring. I need adventure.’ He nodded and brushed a strand of hair back behind her ear. A burst of electricity. Nervous butterflies. Now something would happen. He would kiss her, she would. Could you choose between the three girls now?”“No way!”“Well, then you have your work cut out for you because you keep implying that there’s a chance you’ll get married next summer.”“I would be happy with any of them. Making the right choice is difficult.”“If you don’t make a choice, one might be made for you. Karin showed you what will happen. None of them will wait forever, though I suppose if you wait long enough, you could have Penny, assuming she doesn’t move on. Do you have any criteria. Phir usne apne do ungli unki chut me daal diya didi tadap utthi boli aahh pain horaha hai woh kahene laga didi ab to do hi ungli hi gaya hai isse smbhaal nahin paayogi toh mere mote se lund ko kase khaaogi? Ahhaa didi main toh tumhari chut main ungli daal kar chaudi kar rahi hoon yeh toh bilkul kunwari chut hai hhaaii pahele mujhe rasta bane do phir aaraam se andar bahar karung apna lund daal kar.Yeh kehte hue usne ungli andar bahar karke chut ko ungli se chod ne laga aur unke mumme chusne.