Vicky was still buried in Neha's pussy. Akhil and Rahul were looking at me.I hesitated for a second and then shed all inhibitions. I was going to be a... bitch and these guys were going to fuck me and fuck me hard till I was satisfied. I have watched enough porn and masturbated enough, now I wanted a real cock. Three of them was a bonus! I pulled my tshirt over my head, exposing my boobs, pulled down my skirt. Stood naked while the four of them gawped at me. And then I pounced on Akhil, dragging. Some sea creature was howling in the distance and she ignored the plaintive call of non-human loneliness.Henrietta walked past her depositing a lid-covered cup of fresh-brewed tea at her side and didn’t speak a single word. She know from centuries of closeness that her sister was not one that appreciated being disturbed in her reverie of the sins of her past and she loved to grovel in the depths of her regret like a famous female film-star of a long-ago era with the unforgettable pronouncement. This went on for 20 minutes until she couldn’t handle any more, grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in closer and held me there. With this she let out a massive cry whilst her whole body quivered in joy “OH MY, BRO LICK MY TWAT DRY”. 2 seconds later my mouth was overflowing with her juices. “Gulp” I never let a single drop get away. It was far too tasty. She got from my face and collapsed beside me. “I love you, sis” I whispered whilst nibbling her ear.With that I climbed on top of her. Its occupant was someone I knew well. She was a senior employee. Her name was Madeline, Madeline Boxom. Chapter 3: Madeline BoxomMadeline Buxom had worked in my company for close to twenty years. She had started off as a trainee in the corporate services department, which took care of corporate clients. Her work had always been good, and she had risen to the position of manager of the department. Her performance as manager was equally impressive, and I had regular comments from our clients.