We both let out a sigh of relief, and left the rest room. I left first to make sure the coast was clear, and when i saw that it was, allowed her to le...ave behind me. She left and went into the ladies room and after i had picked up another drink, returned to the table where we were sitting. It wasn't long before she returned as well. The evening went along nicely, watching the events of a wedding reception transpire…the cake cutting, the toasts, the dinner, the presents…after all was said and. He bent his body under the cot. I also bent my body under the cot. He started glazing at my hanging and bulging breasts. He was attempting to touch my big and bulging breasts without minding. I did not at all object for his touching them since his hand-touch is taking me to heaven. I stood up and by now my wet sari fell down almost. He caught it from falling down and covered my shoulders but I wanted his touch again and again. I called him to the bath room. He touched my breasts and started. I woke because I could feel the bed shaking. I rolled over and was greeted to the sight of John lying flat on the bed as Mrs. D bounced on his cock. She had her hands on his chest and was sitting straight up. John was watching her and was holding her breasts, while squeezing and pinching them. Mrs. D had her head thrown back and her eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensations from his hands and cock. I got up from the bed and watched them for a minute. I was going to wait my turn but the sight of. They continued chatting for a few minutes. I was in shock, not knowing what to do, and found myself blushing. I guess I am modest, after all. I stood there naked in front of them, them ignoring my nakedness and my arousal. The more uncomfortable I was, the higher my erection rose. Finally, Meredith, mercifully, laughed and tore off her t-shirt. Annette followed, and those wet shorts were gone too. They were soon naked. They swarmed me, one rubbing my chest, the other my back. Their.