She had been washed and cared for after the mini-orgy of the wedding night and put to bed by unknown hands. Thinking of what had transpired she felt r...volted with herself for going along with it, for letting herself get excited by three pricks in her at once. That ghastly ceremony where she had been used as a servant to hold the virgin he was deflowering. Then the Emir had simply given her to the bridegroom and the bride's father as though she were a book he could lend. The Emir himself had. Deb knew it was wrong and she shouldn’t have, but she had been flirting with a large young Spanish lad on the dance floor. Deb had a thing for the young boys, younger than her son made it even kinkier for her. It wasn’t long, thanks to the drink, that she was sat on his lap. She knew her husband Mike would have freaked had he been there, but all the other girls including both sets of sisters were married and were flirting with other guys so she saw no real harm.The big k**s name was Jonny, and. ,to Maine Thora jor lga kr under ghusa diya jaise hi Meri ungli uske chut me gya wo Dard ke mare chikh padi aaaahhhh aur boli please apni ungli bahar nukalo mujhe Dard ho rha Hai.To Maine kaha bas Thora sa hi Dard hoga Fir to Maja aayega aur main firse use kiss Karne lga ab main apni ungli uske tight chut me under bahar kr rha tha jise fingerling kahate Hai. Tavi usne apna body tight kr Lia aur uska chut aur Meri ungli Gili ho gyi kyuki uske chut se pani nikal gya tha, ab wo sant si ho gyi. Once lit, she placed it over the bowl and sucked in as hard as she could, dimpling her cheeks with the effort, until she could taste a smokey sweetness fill her mouth, and then her throat, and then her lungs until it was all she could do to keep from coughing, at which point, she exhaled and did cough. “Perhaps smoking a pipe is not for me,” she decided out loud as she replaced the pipe on the table. “I think that, next, I’ll explore some of the other doors and see if they lead anywhere.