It was big and it wasn't even completely hard. He caught me looking at it and then smiled and told me that he liked what he was looking at. All I coul...d do was have a dumb smile on my face as he stepped out.You could imagine all this was too much for me. While cleaning myself I kept thinking about Gaurav and his manhood. I didn't even realize when I started playing with myself thinking of the massage and Gaurav. Needless to say I had very hard orgasm. I am sure Gaurav must have known what I was. Mmmm”for which I replied”hhmmmm, my dear sexy Meena, I love you soooo much”. I, now asked that why did she closed the windows and curtains, as it might be suffocating. She replied”mmm, I want total privacy with you. Nobody should enjoy this night except me and you. We have AC in the room which will keep us cool”. By now I had started moving my hands all over her tummy and slowly moved my hands towards her big boobs and stopped there and very slowly and softly, pressed her both the boobs. I did. Something wonderful. Something overwhelming.I don't think I fell asleep. Perhaps I fainted. All I know is that after some indeterminable amount of time, I opened my eyes to find myself lying flat on my back, stretched out on the carpeted floor, my arms at my sides. Jean was stretched out beside me on her left side, her head propped up by her left hand, her body so close to mine that I could feel her all along the length of me. I was acutely aware of her breasts pressing against my arm and. "I hate the smell of liquor. I just hate it." "Good God!" he said, stopping in putting on his coveralls to stare at me all over again. "You mean to say your own father . . . " "Ever since Mama died." I said. I could read the proudness in my voice. "I've been a woman frown since I was ten years old. Been having my monthlies, and all." Ready now, I smoothed down my skirt one more time and thanked him again for the nice gift of money. He wanted to put his arms around me, but wasn't having.