I was new in town staying with my uncle and aunt in Staten Island. People from Pakistani community were inviting me for dinner and lunches as i was ne... and treating me great. There was a dinner arranged by Mr and Mrs Baig. There at dinner i met this young girl , she was 25 years old fully grown up women. Her complexion was white and their family belong to Hunza – Gilgit a hill station in Pakistan.As we were doing dinner i got to know more about this girl. Her name was Sehar and she was a widow.. They put me down on the floor on all fours and make crawl to their cocks sucking them. im completely hooked and drunk on cock right now, i didnt realize i was only pleasuring three of the four, he comes over with a bottle of oil and says "grease this bitch" they hold me down by my wrists and ankles and rub oil all over my body, especially my pink hole and start fingering me. my man grabs my hair like a leash and makes me crawl to the bed room on the way the other men slapping my ass which is. My hand eased down between her legs and she spread her legs for me. I felt a soft, wet warmth of her cunt. My prick jerked strongly against her silken thigh.She moaned as my middle finger pushed between the puffed lips of her pussy. I found the wetness and searched farther as she began to rotate her hips slowly. “Uhh yes, Ajay, up high, baby! That’s my clit, finger fuck me, baby, use two fingers.”I kissed her turgid nipple. I felt Zoya shivering as she held her tit for me. “Suck it, baby. Suck. I remember being outside the church after ward with Mum as her close friend was the mother of the bride. It was a hot day, as usual and everyone sweltered in their suits and dresses. After she was married, she lived with her husband just a few doors from where I lived but never saw them much at all. That was until he was killed when his car ran off the road and hit a tree in the fog when he was on his way to work. I was very distressing for everyone as they were a well liked family. She moved.