I knew that I really liked Karen. I think now and thought then that she was the prettiest, smartest girl I knew. She was also my best friend. There we...re guys on the team who were good friends and I trusted them. Karen was the one person I could talk to about anything and everything, even how I felt about her. Plus, it felt really good to hold her in my arms and kiss her. We helped in Missus Lisa and Mister Al’s wedding. It was a wonderful event. It made me wonder what a wedding for Karen and I. She would drop by my shack and come chill with me.By the way, I play some really good music at the shack as well. Mainly classics, rock n roll, blues which attracted a lot of people to drop by. I also would organize jam nights and different people would pick up their guitars, djembe, mouth organ and perform. The place was lively with good food and alcohol served.Bhawana and I got pretty close and we shared the stories of our life, relationship, friends, crazy stuff done, etc. One evening, a few. This was not idle fantasising about my wife’s parents, they were both here with me now and their intentions were far from vague. They intended to enjoy their fun with their sissy ‘daughter’ in-law, and I could not help but become more aroused at the thought, my arousal not being missed as Helen ran her hand over the front of my short skirt pressing her hand against my growing erection, trapped in white cotton panties.“Seems Brianna is getting a little excited James. Maybe we should help her. Mark's nose was inside her bum crack covered in her silky blue tight abaya and his cheeks pressed against Saima's bum cheeks and heard him take deep sniffs of her asshole!!... I could hear deep inhales and exhales while she ignored him completely and asked me if I could bring her some paper from the bedroom. While I was gone, Mark lifted Saima's abaya from behind and saw that her bum was naked, she didn't wear any panties, and he unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock and shoved it in.