Ananya was now blushing and biting her lips. She was a bit aroused. She was also a bit wet. She just didn’t want him to notice that.“Okay, if you ...ay so. But can you not call me bhabhi? It makes me feel awkward in this position.”Kailash – Okay.Kailash reached for her underwear and pulled it down. He could have done it in one go but instead, he started doing it slowly. Step by step. Breath by breath. It was very hard for her to resist this. He was pulling her underwear and his hands were. After a few seconds I heard what sounded like mom saying, "Don't stop! Don't ever STOP!" and then "Where did you learn to eat pussy like that," and then a bunch more moaning. Being little more than shocked I wondered if dad had come home early and no one had told me. Then I knew there was no way dad could be home because I talked to him that morning, not more than 3 hours before and he was 3000 miles away on some mountain I'd ever heard of. Then in heard a male voice say, "Mmmm, you taste like. You found that I probably wasn't a bitch. I found that I was working with a very smart, wonderful man with a wound. I would like a chance to heal that wound while I continue to heal from my self inflicted one. I'm not asking for a commitment or any time other than what God gives us. Give me a test. Determine if I've learned something about life in the last few weeks that might make me a worthwhile companion." She sighed."That's all I ask. I want more but all I'm asking is a chance."I was, not. Once my eyes focused I saw the room full of men, maybe a quarter of them were looking at me.The man to my left was now softly fondling my balls. My body tingled with glee. I realize that the head of someone's hard cock was press against my side. I reached down and began stroking it. I felt it growing harder, and pulsating in my hand. I looked around and there were at least five or six guys gathered around me jerking off.Without hesitation, I dropped to my knees. I had six hard cocks staring me.