She asked “how you know?” I said “I can see the things inside by my Divyadrishti”.She was bit embarrassed and asked with bit serious tone. Oh ...t was time to handle the situation and I started laughing and said “Dumbo maami, your green panty is on table and of course you are wearing white flowered panty”. She was relaxed and happy. But she did something strange.She just rushed towards me and started hitting me. I just jumped and lied on her bed placing my stomach on bed and laughing. She was. Then the man behind me pressedhis cock against my tightass and slid it in. it hurt, like I was being torn in two from theinside out but, it was worthit. Finally it slid all the way in and I was full. Every hole wasfilled. Then they all startedfucking me at once. The man grabbed my hair and gently fucked myface, the two in me began toslowly slid in and out. I was in heavenI tightened my grip on the two in my hands and began to stroke themfast and hard. They eachreached down and played with my. This time she didn’t will the vision away, didn’t blink. She just watched him, slowly stroking his cock. She shifted her legs, biting her lip when she felt the way her panties rubbed against her moist nethers - and when did she get moist? Not that it was a bad thing to be attracted to her own husband, but usually she knew when this sort of thing was coming on; usually she was in control.That was what she told herself now, too: You’re in control. You decide when you get turned on. You decide. "Gimme your purse, whore!"Before I could even hand it over, one of them grabbed it and started looking through it.I didn't have much in it. My license, maybe $10, a couple of condoms, some lube, and my handcuffs.Oh, god. I'd brought my handcuffs with me tonight!As the spotter walked over from across the street, the one fishing through my purse held up my handcuffs."Look what the little whore has. Does the whore like her tricks to tie her up when she gets fucked?"One of the others slid his hand.