” He grinned.Henry took my hand, leading the way to the lounge. “I like you more every minute,” he said.We were fortunate to find a table close ...to the dance floor. Henry ordered a couple manhattan’s and led me on to the dance floor. As soon as we started to dance, he parted with me and went over to the DJ. The next song was a Latin beat. He grinned and said, “Follow me. Sway those gorgeous hips.”It was marvelous to dance. I don’t know if it was the alcohol, or the man, or both, but I was. “Not really … I was listening to you…”“Really? And what happened there?”She pointed at my shorts, and I realised I had a hard on. And it was clearly visible. My ears turned red in shame. She continued cooking and teaching me, and I was really embarrassed. I couldn’t look at her eyes that day.Next day, I was studying, she got into my bedroom…“I need to change my sari …”“Yes sure, I’ll go out”“Shut up, and stand quietly” she ordered. Ididn’t know what to do, but I knew if sheinforms m parents. I sat across from her admiring her little girl's pout. She looked like she could suck the skin off a hard cock if she wanted to."Honey, what do I have to do to get you off your ass and find a nice girl who will give me grandkids?" C'mon, mom. It's not that simple. Besides, even if I found a girl, I'd still have to date her for a year or more. Then we'd have to move in together for another year or so to see if we were really compatible. Then marriage and kids. Were talking about six years not. Now I stand up, hands behind my back and legs apart. I ask the girls to do the same.I beckon to a guy to approach me.Then another two, one each for Annie and Emma.Now slap our tits, hard.No harder, we want it rough.Still not hard enough, more.That’s better, continue.Now our pussies.The slapping continues, harder and harder. Feels good.Then I lay down knees raised.Annie lick my arse.Emma, I want you to insert your fingers one at a time into my cunt until your whole hand is in.A few of the guys.