Several of us from work were invited. Huge amounts of food, looking and smelling thoroughly enjoyable. It was lovely, and you could tell that there wa... a lot of pride that went into it. I think that convinced me that, while there may have been a kernel of truth there once, the idea that Indian food is so spicy hot in order to hide the rancid meat is an old wive's tale, an urban myth." Oh. Well, Raoul was a fucking ignorant bastard at times."Stan looked up at Denise in surprise. "That's the. A slag that likes to be gangfucked, covered in cum, and punished in front of an audience. A real filthy cunt, I said. She slapped my face a few more times and twisted my nipples hard making me scream. Hurt the fucking bitch, she said. They were all happy to do so. Every body was cheering and laughing, enjoying the spectacle, the entertainment. When they had all had a shag of my ass, I was left moaning still lying face down cum pouring from my tortured asshole. Suddenly I heard a crack and a. My pussy is… Aahhh” squirmed in pleasure and embarrassment, “Those two vibrators he put in my pussy are making me horny; rubbing my clit” Bade Saheb held her from behind to support her and said to the gentleman who drooled over Savita’s boobs “Excuse me; it seems my assistant is not feeling well right now. Why don’t we continue this meeting some other time?”Soon in Bade Saheb’s office “”What’s the meaning of this Savita?”-“Your nipples were so hard during the presentation that my colleagues. The drink turned into a few and it became quite late before we left the pub, she sure wasn’t very steady on her feet and made very certain to have an arm around my waist and holding on tightly. I knew there was various ways that this could go down, I mean with one of the shirt’s buttons undone on our way out of the pub and by the time she leaned against the SUV another button had become undone, there was very little keeping me from offering to drive her home…the only little detail was that ring.