”The men looked at each other with frowns creasing their foreheads.“Rule number 1,” Julie continued, “When we change for dinner, you men will ...hange first, it will take about an hour for us girls to change.” She looked at the other three girls who nodded confirming it. “When you have changed you can go down to the bar for a drink. We don’t want you in the room distracting us.”Terry then started. “Rule number 2 there will be no groping under the table.”Sue had her say. “Rule number 3 no sticking. My cock was hard as hell by the time my balls became bald as a babys. as i dressed in my white stockings and black heals , plaid schoolgirl skirt , white lace panties, padded white lace bra, white cotton button down shirt. when i walked out of the bathroom all the girls smiled and surrounded me . they led me to the bed and laid me down on my stomach and pulled up my skirt and pulled down my panties . they held me down and proceeded to beet my ass . they took turns and took great joy in my. The front of the blouse had 3 hooks, which were so deep that if I remove my pallu anyone could see half of my boobs. My petticoat was stitched so perfectly that I had no problem wearing it low waist. I wore the saree in such a way that more than half of my flat navel and my right boob was totally exposed over my blouse.I did not wear much jewelry, except a navel chain, two small earrings. My hair was set loose and flipped towards one side so that anyone would like to grab my bareback and kiss. She must have seen this from the look on my face and she laughed out loud and teased, “My, my Tom, I do believe this is the first time you’ve had a mans cum on your face.” And Paul joined in with her laughter and then I too saw the funny side and began laughing with them. “It’s late now, so why don’t you stay over and we can have a little more fun?” she asked, and I was too drunk, giggly and aroused to refuse.“Come,” she said as she led the way from the lounge to the stairs, Paul behind her.