They called me near and started putting money in my bra and panty.Then I again danced for some time and made them drinks then my boss and 2 other guys...came and tore my bra and my panty and slapped me so hard I fell on ground. Then 1 guy said “this is the way a whore should be treated” I was embarrassed but horny then they took chances in fucking me. at one point all my holes were filled 1 in ass 1 in my pussy 2 cocks in my hand and 1 in my mouth. I was shouting like a bitch. Then they all were. Leticia was beautiful. She wore a d cup bra and had the tiniest waist. She was like Rihanna with a big ass and tits. Her accent also was impressive. I had not seen her since we were 12. Leticia and her mom were staying with us until the wedding . Leticia and I would share my room during her visit. We had so much fun getting acquainted with each other. One night my boyfriend took us out clubbing. We wore some sexy dresses, showing off our curves. while getting dressed I couldnt help admiring. I don't think I ever had but this separation had certainly wound me up.So deep was I in this train of thought that Morag's call on Wednesday evening caught me on the hop. I hadn't actually forgotten about it but it was far from the forefront of my mind. In retrospect that was probably a good thing. I'd got my priorities right."Hello?" Hello, James darling! I've taken you at your word. How are you, my man?" I'm fine, Princess, and all the better for hearing you. All well?" Yeah, not half!" Go. The party was very boring except some men were constantly eyeing me. I was feeling as if I have gone younger and I started to recollect my college days.I had met his boss only once or twice, I hardly had any image of him in my mind. But I could see him constantly coming to me and starting a conversation. I was very casually chatting with him. We came home late night and suddenly when I was changing my clothes my hubby came near me and hugged me and started to cry, I felt very bad and asked him.