“Come Jamie, our guests are arriving.”He held his arm out and with a shock I realised he wanted me on his arm to greet the guests. He smiled and p...tted my hand, “Don’t worry, you will be fine. Offer each guest a wai as I introduce them. A simple sawasdee will be sufficient.”I put my arm through his and we walked towards the gangway where I had arrived. I felt the dress swirling around my legs as we walked, the swing of my earrings and the tug of my stockings all conspired to make me feel dizzy.. In fact, it turns me on even more, knowing that Im going to annhiliate that young pussy." She could see his erection growing through his pants. It was then she decided to look around the room. There were so many men, she couldnt count them all, all stripped entirely naked. Some were old.. really old. They reminded her of her pop pop, the one who used to grind his boners into her bottom when she was a little. The one who used to use kiss her on the lips, and who taught her how to please a man. Returning to the living room, I found mom and dad, both with eager smiles on their faces.“Right, let’s have a look at these,” said dad. I sat in the middle of the couch and dad came over so that mom was on one side of me, and dad on the other.As I’d mentioned some time back, getting very explicit stuff in Mumbai was not easy, so the magazines I had were mostly softcore, showing women wearing sexy lingerie and swimwear and posing in various positions.I picked out one of my favourites, which was. I felt the wind begin to blow against me and the air grew chilly. The wind blew so hard that my robe opened and blew back, exposing me completely to the clock. I was scared and wanted to run away but I couldn’t move. ‘BONG.’ Three times the clock chimed and each time it did I heard this deep voice say ‘come to me.’ I slowly leaned back and stood up. I felt different this time as I did not cum. I wrapped my robe around me and returned to the sofa. A tear trickled down my cheek as I began to.