At first, I didn’t know what to make of her very overtly sexual moves, but then I came to realize this was part of the show, part of the set-up, so ... simply gave in and went with it. We both ended up completely naked and sixty-nineing each other on the bedroom floor, as a crowd of about ten to fifteen guys looked on, egging us on.The next thing I knew, there was a line of guys, with their cocks out, begging for blow jobs, cash in hand. I lost count of the blow jobs, which were nothing more than. She threw on a short robe and answered it. The rest of us sat quietly in the living room. Charlene came back in laughing and introduced Jane to the other women. Each naked woman stood up and gave Jane a hug.Charlene looked at me and said, “Jane saw you sneaking in my back door and wanted a better look at you. It seems that she likes your penis. Stand up and show it to her.”Well I stood up but Cindy knelt down and started handling my penis to make it grow to full length. Jane smiled as Cindy. ”Mumtaz was asking him to send something that will blow the minds of everyone. From orthodox woman to modern, classy slut Mumtaz was evolving. “Sure, saved something for you for another special occasion. Will send that,” came a reply.Mumtaz was free the whole day. She decided to touch herself. Just as she was moving her hand inside her panty and poked at her clit the doorbell rang. Mumtaz took the veil and covered her head. Some parts of her were still orthodox.Women were not supposed to show. She was smaller than I had expected. About five eight. She was gorgeousand well presented. The kind of woman I always thought I could be."You look like you were expecting the devil," she laughed. "Drink?"She was being nice. Nothing at all like I thought she would be."Sure," I said."I can't serve you one of those cocktails you like so much. What's itcalled again?" she smiled, the first hint she was going to play games,that she knew all about what had been happening.Was she actually Flo? Or the.