Quickly one of them put his hand on my mouth and another man caught my legs and took me to a basement near by. It looked like a go down of some office... They locked the room from inside. Now i was alone with all of them. They all were standing around me and looking with wonder. They all were of black complexion and average height but they were muscular and strong. I could see sex in her eyes. One of the guy came close to me and asked me, chal daru pee. I said, nahin, main daru nahin piyungi.. With the touch of my lips, her eyes popped wide open and she grabbed my head and pulled my lips tight to her mouth. We made out another 20 minutes or so as my hands moved up and down her slim body. It was almost 3am by this time, and Tammy didn’t want to go home. She insisted she’d be in more trouble if she went home than if she just went with me and called her husband in the morning and make up an excuse. So, down the road we went to my house. When we arrived at my house, Tammy was a walking. WhenI moved, the camisole moved, caressing my skin, setting it on fire withenergy. I was getting harder by the minute. I was really starting tolike the sensation of this fabric on me! Next I sat on the bed androlled the hose into a ball like I was pulling up socks. The only thingI knew I that both my mother and sister would often complain that theytore so easily when they were putting them on that I took extra carepulling them up.The feeling was incredible as the nylon caressed my legs. It. For a price.Musicians, actors, pro athletes, ceos, anyone with plenty of cash to spend on a night of personal pleasure, was welcome here. Complete privacy and secrecy were promised. The ONR would not even vet their clients; it was not their concern what they wanted nor did. If needed, the ONR would even make sure clients were not followed to or from their building. Many a paparazzi woke up confused in a random hotel bed with a splitting headache when this option was requested.As to what the.