While Sasurji and Puja went to help the others Savita stayed back just in case he returned to the hotel. While she waited in the room her phone rang. ...��Hello mam your husband has been arrested and the captain of the police station would like someone from the family to go down there right now”At the station Savita found out that the reason Ashok was arrested was because he was caught red handed being sucked of by a prostitute. The cops had decided to book him and deport him next morning. Shocked. Then we go to yet anotherroom filled with mirrors and lights around them.Oh fuck, I?m going to get a professional make-up job. Thanks to thetowel all the pussy juice that I was flowing didn?t leave stains on thechairs. During all this Brendy is talking so sweet to me and telling mehow I could have this all the time. Yeah I thought, just got to suck andfuck to get it.No big deal I rationalized, to live this lifestyle I probably have tomarry some fat ass and do the same with him. At least I could. But, the story I'm about to reveal to you isn't one about how all men normally drag their tongues on the grounds while glancing in my direction. It's more about the night that changed my life forever...It was December 12th, the night I turned 18. I was out at a very "ish" club in the city. My boyfriend, Justin, was dressed to the nines; a tight muscle shirt, khakis and dress shoes. He complimented on my hot pink tube top and black mini skirt. He dug my french manicured nails, and 4 inch. .I wake ... to a sense of loss so profound I desperately wish I had not waked at all.I wake ... to find my right hand unconsciously rubbing still-warm semen between my fingers, into the hair of my stomach.I wake ... to the horror of finding my hand being held virtually immobile in the grip of the old knight ... horror and shame ... and a strange hollowness and breathlessness as his thumb caresses me in soft circles, as if unaware of what he is doing, and then he freezes.KilarinHe is awake. He.