"It's merely business. Since the word has spread about what price the losers of my bouts pay, the matches have been sold out." All right then, we have...a deal," stated Vickie, rising, hoping against hope she could simply walk out."Not so fast my pretty one," smiled Mikel.Vickie turned to him. She had worn a business suit, hoping it would give a sense of business instead of sexuality, but Mikel had paid no attention to her clothes. He was interested in what lay underneath."Yes," asked Vickie,. Her touches and kisses deepening with every sigh from you.Her hands continue to caress your breasts slowly. She feels the silk of your skin in her warm palms, the tantalizing weight of your breasts pressing into her hands. This time the moans are yours as her mouth slowly moves down your neck to press a gentle kiss into that spot where your neck and shoulders meet. Her tongue darts out to taste you as her thumbs roll over your nipples again and again. She breathes in the scent of your warm. I worked my fingers and tongue faster. A long moan escaped her mouth, then she called my name, "Helen." She shook more violently, "Helen, Oh, God!"For a moment, she was tensed, her heels raised up, her body now quite still, Then she relaxed and her hands tried to pull me up. When I got to my feet, she fell into my arms, hugging me tight to her, her head resting on my shoulder. I kissed her forehead as slowly her breathing settled.It was Dawn's voice that broke our embrace, "Sylvia, your panties. A river of tears was flowing out of my eyes. I understood that these bastards had slipped something in to my drink that day and drugged me. I asked him why he did this for which he replied:“Teri gori chuut ke liye.”I started crying more. He then said:“Yar tujhe bol bol ke thak gaya ki mein tujhse pyar karta hu. Tujhe itna ghumaya aur khilaya, aur kitni der friend tak atka rahu, mere lund to bhi to teri chut ke sath friendship karni thi na. Ab tu apne aap maan jaati to yeh sab na karna padta..