“I better clean you up before you drip all over the new couch,” John said as he started to take the towel to Kim’s pussy.“No I have a better f...ucking idea,” Kim yelled out.In a flash, Kim jumped up and she lowered her wet dripping pussy down onto my face. I barely had time to take a big gulp of air. Before her pussy covered my mouth. I shot my tongue up into her pussy tasting John's cum as well as Kim's juices. I lapped at Kim’s pussy savoring every drop of their tasty juices. Kim was soon. I used to feel proud and jealous at the same time. Her pleated hair, bounced from one to the other, as she walked. Our tryst with the most beautiful day came, when I invited Ravi for breakfast the next morning. Revathi, my mom, had just finished bathing. With semi-wet black blouse and fragrance of her warm, fresh body had already made Ravi very hard, and I stroked it under the table as a token of encouragement. While she served us dosas, Ravi lust on her and I, lusted her for Ravi’s sake. As. It didn’t matter to him, he only wished for my safety and well being, I didn’t deserve him, and yet, he was still there. I gulped again, as if I were trying to fight the urge to bite, only to have a hand at the back of my neck forcing me closer to his wrist. I knew then, that I couldn’t stop, that he would make me do it, only so that I may live to see his face again. If I could cry, tears would have streaked down my face, and I would have tried to make him stop, but being what I am, my tears. Those first short-lived days of sexual awakening. When just the touch of each other, sent waves of electricity through their bodies. Oh, yes, the touch. Not even anywhere sexual, but rubbing arms or thighs together, fingers on the back of a neck, a sweet kiss even just on the cheek, all just because it was from them, sent shivers through each’s body.Remembering that all again, seeing it displayed before them, does explain why the dreamworld is the preferred place to be.The dream of Robyn and.