....wouldn't hurt you skanks to do the same and maybe ya'll wouldn't be sitting around while i'm dancing my ass off ;P" so we leave to the Bar and...when we arrive the music is pumping some mighty fine tunes, i go find us a table and my oldest sister Elena goes and gets each of us a miller light ( as if we need to watch our weight :D we weren't even there 20 minutes when this fine looking man comes up to me and asks me to dance, of course before i say sure! i make sure to tell him I'm. My body thrashed as my voice squeaked out of me. My pussy spasmed on my fingers. I shivered and shuddered. My eyes rolled back into my head. And then I fell still. I shivered, licking my lips. I pulled out my fingers, licking them clean.“Cuntwaffle loves her pussy cream,” sneered Carmelita. “But I bet it taste like rotten fish.”“Mmm, maybe you'll find out one day,” I shuddered as I stood up. I turned around and flipped on the shower. They stared at me.It was so hard not masturbating a second. Uh...youkeep..." I tried to say, blushing redder. Thomas smirked."Keep doing this?" He said, as he kissed my neck once more, as he gentlegrabbed my penis. I moaned without thinking. Thomas stopped, and chuckled."This is so fun." He said. I punched his arm, I won't be made a toy of anyone."Danmnit, quit it! You're not even gay, why do you keep doing that?!" I said,with anger in my voice that Thomas caught it quickly."Okay, okay. I'm sorry." Thomas began, giving me his best puppy dog eyes."Just. !! We are really thankful to you.After I had interacted with them, I really felt like home, they are the people who had actually understood me, respect me for what I am. It would be least to say they all became a part of my family, so we chatted for a while, and at the evening it was time for my mahendi ceremony. So Disha was drawing mahendi on my palm while the boys are busy in the decoration of our house.Me : Zayada mat lagana, mere bare me kisiko sakh hogaya toh..!!Disha : Aare baas thorisi.