I looked in the mirror opposite, I was soaked. My erection was making a tent in my pants. All I wanted was a pair of sheets. How was I going walk into... a shop and ask the sales clerk..., I knew she would be female..., and young, for a pair of sheets when she could see I had pissed my pants. I smiled to myself, if I pissed my pants and it started there, she would know I had a big cock, maybe it would work. I needed to sit down.I moved back to the chair and hoisted Sam a little so she would be. The strobe flashed brightly illuminating a slim red-haired girl kneeling at my feet with her hands reaching up my skirt. As darkness resumed I bent and traced those arms back to smooth, warm skin. I followed the firm form until I cupped a large breast, my thumb squeezed the nipple.She liked it, her fingers dug into my sex, applying pressure to my swollen lips in return.I let her pull me down onto her beanbag. We locked lips before allowing our tongues to touch.There followed several minutes of. .Uske bad hamare bich me bhi kafi gandi baate hone lagi wo bhi meri hi tarah married thi to hum kayi bar sex related bate bhi karte the …Suddenly ek din mene usko bola k I like u wo hasne lagi mene bola sach bol raha hu I like u wo boli thik hai me bola kuch answer to de usne bola I also like u as a frnd fir hum dono hasne lage aur fir me kuch kam se office se nikal gaya aur kaam khatam karke wapis office ki aur ja raha tha tabhi yad aya k uska office bhi raste me padta hai fir mene usko call. As his pumping speed increased,my feeling increased. There was a erotic sensation flowing in me.Mrs Kapoor was kissing me and I could feel her frailness. Mr. Kapoorgave a jerk and I could feel the hot fluid flowing in me. It was asif he was flooding my body. I came and shouted aloud. Mr. Kapoorfell on me and then kissed me. How I spent the whole night I don’tknow. At sometime in the morning, I was woken up by a uniquesensation in my choot, I was being fucked by Mr. Kapoor and Mrs.Kapoor was.