Her lips hovered above mine, close but not close enough to kiss me. I whined, I wanted to kiss her but followed lap dance rules of no touching. She st...arted to rise up, running her breasts and bra over my lips before lowering herself back down.She reached behind her back to unfasten her bra and used her hands to hold it up on her body. She pulled her arms free of the bra straps but her hands held the cups in place. I was starting to feel a little uncomfortable in my seat when she pushed herself. I was going to have each of the girls do me but one of the boys were doing them with a full Fisting. His fist were inside them both guiding the hose to where it needed to be. The girls turned and offered to do me while they were being serviced. I merely spread my legs on the floor and they both went into me in a very erotic manner and cleaned me thoroughly. I knew that today I would be beginning my period.We went down stairs and had breakfast. The girls went straight outside to get their. These people have a lot to complain about and you think to yourself, “wow, their life must really suck”.So why are they always so damn happy? Never without a grin, always giving an enthusiastic wave and a “how do ya do” no matter what time of the day and no matter what day of the week. Life consistently gives them the shaft and yet they carry on like every day is the best damn day of their life. What’s their secret? Is it a loving partner that cares for them? Nope. Is it a newfound religion?. I was worried and I said that I will be there for you as good friends. My lust destroyed and I started liking herOne day I asked “can we meet,” she said, “yeah sure”.I was so happy to meet her. We meet at a restaurant, about her look ‘oh my god’ she was so beautiful and still the same and haven’t changed a bit in 6 years.She was wearing a blue saree. Some part of the saree was transparent and I could see her cleavage.I couldn’t take eyes off her, she smiled and said “hello”. I greeted her with.