I and my group (all girls) were from Mumbai only and their groups were from Delhi (mostly boys). We happen to meet these guys from social networking s...te then among those boys I was attracted to this boy called vodka. We used to chat whole day, the whole night. He used to call me everyday and we had good chat. Once we all organized get-together party. That day we meet in person and he looks cute and I was more attracted to him. Days went bye they used to visit our state more regularly and we. “They probably want to get into young Sarah” was Debs reply.With that they approached Deb and Sally, “can we buy you two pretty ladies a drink?” was the older ones question. Looking at each other with a giggle they both replied “sure why not.”With that the lads moved to the bar to buy the drinks, Sally raised the question, “why would two young black lads want to hang out with us”Debs answered” does it matter that there black, lets just enjoy it and see how it goes”.Sally slid in close and. He was slamming hard against her arse causing her to be unstable on her hands and knees as she tried not to fall over whilst being slammed hard by her husband from behind. Suddenly she clenched hard and started mumbling something incoherently. Peter stopped forcing his thick cock in and out of her and withdrew. She pointed to the ballgag and mumbled some more. You want to say something hun? he said. She nodded vigorously. He reached behind her head and loosened the ballgag before pulling it. I felt like shrinking down underneath the bar and hiding.The man busied himself with his phone and I made a concerted effort to avoid looking his way. I tried resurrecting the conversation that I had rehearsed with George. What was coming out of my mouth was gibberish. Nothing like the carefully crafted speech that I had planned which laid out my wants and options for our next blow job scenario. I decided to go to the ladies room in an attempt to get my act together. I told George what I was.