"She saw the bottle in my hand and asked, "I could really use a drink since I have a terrible headache."I kept the bottle and answered in a whisper, "... would say that you deserve that headache. What the hell did you think you were doing picking up a total stranger on the road."She gave me a wicked smile, suggestively licked her lips and answered, "Because you refused my offer, you will never know what I would have done."Oleg finally questioned, "Are you two going to talk all day or are we going. He laid me on my back and caressed the whole of my body ever so delicately. I still shiver today thinking of his lips and tongue on my nipples while rubbing my cock with his big hands. I was overwhelmed with the sensation; I’d often tried caressing myself, dreaming that I was a woman, now I was enjoying that longed for ecstasy in the hands of a man. We’d moved into a sixty-nine position and unfortunately it didn’t take me long, what with Bernie’s warm mouth and expert tongue, when I couldn’t. My trophy wife was ready for display and my locanto friends arrived. I informed them about the whole setup and ask them to be paitent. And they can have fun with my daasi.Radha was the best wife she could be. She served them yummy food and helped them with drinks. She was also talking with them and making them laugh and being a wonderful host. Then we got into the topic of sex and I took over and expressed my love toward her openly. I then kissed her on the cheek in front of them. She blushed. " near tears I concluded "I decided that I needed to die."Looking at her, I figured I had shot my wad; she was going to run out of the room freaked beyond belief. Much to my surprise, she asked "What happened then?" She seemed enthralled by the story.Feeling the pain and humiliation of the past, I continued."I finally got through the story with my parents. Then came the police, every man I looked at had pity or disgust in their eyes, and I didn't know how to deal with it. Once we got through.