And I moved to kitchen. I was wearing purple skirt and pink top.I was also dying for the sex… but I knew that once he start then he will never liste...n me and I am also want to tease him… In kitchen I start donning pending work which has been left. Suddenly bhaiya come behind and hold me in his arms, picked me up and moving to bedroom, I was enjoying his frustration which was clearly visible on his face He throw me on bed and jumped on me… we start kissing his lips touching my lips it was very. "It's from Lou," I said."I can see the name on the return address," Naomi said. "Who is Lou, and why am I invited to a party she's throwing?"I hesitated as I considered my answer. "Lou is my girlfriend," I said. That got her eyebrows raised. "Do you remember how you were questioning me last week? Well, she's the answer. As to why she invited you, I can only figure she wants to meet the other women in my life. She has to figure out how to share me with you." I said that last in jest, but only. Come on, you ladies know what I’m talking about. Well, if you don’t, get yourself another bed partner! Morals? Yeah I’ve always had morals. Well, my own interpretation of morals, that is. I have always steered well clear of my buddies’ women. If she belonged to an acquaintance, that was a completely different matter. But my buddies’ women were completely off limits, even if they did give me the old come-on. You see morals are a man made thing. You know, some old Git thought them up years ago. Being a little tipsy and feeling no pain it didn’t matter to me. Besides I was never really a modest person anyway and didn’t care who saw me naked anyway.That night was a long night and guys just kept on coming in bringing their own booze. We listened to music which was a little on the loud side and everyone was having a good time.There were at least 15 guys in the apartment now everyone was feeling no pain. Naturally in my condition the robe was constantly opening and I kept closing it. I was.