“If that doesn’t fly then …,” he paused, expecting some kind of affirmation from Bob. “Bob! Bobby! Earth to Bob; are you reading me?” “H...uh?” Bob flicked his eyes to Spike and then back over Spike’s shoulder to Vicky across the room. “What are you looking at?” he asked. “C’mon man, don’t make me turn around like a dickhead. She’s over there isn’t she? Is she talking to a guy? Oh fuck, she’s standing right behind me, isn’t she?” Two guys had just approached Vicky and Celeste’s booth. They had. I struggled to remove Amber’s shirt, my hands uncertain of what to do. She stopped for a moment and removed the top, showing me her beautiful tits. She didn’t have a bra on underneath so I got to gaze at her skin with her hard nipples. My hands immediately went to her tits. They felt different in my hands. So different than my own, but it felt natural to be caressing them. I pinched and pulled at her nipples, causing Amber to begin moaning. The sounds from her lips increased my desire even. After 5minits he is slowly lifting her inner wear of sari with one hand and with other hand he is continuing his pressing her top on blows. After some time he lifted her inner wear up west. Now my wife is looking nude up to her waist. I can see her tits and back. Now my friend are removed his under wear also then he is pressing his rod on back off my wife having more than 7 inch length 1.5 inch diameter, now he pressing her rod on back side of my wife between her two hills and pressing her. I could see the amazement and surprise in her eyes on the extra long thick cock. She turned back, while going out of the room turned her head and looked. Our eyes met. She smiled. "Get up, Shiva. Come for breakfast" and added, "You should know how to wear lungi properly"I got up brushed my teeth, washed my face and went to kitchen. Raji aunty was mixing the dough to prepare dosa with a spoon which slipped and her hands were covered with dough. Her long hair arranged into a knot got loosened,.