Now the reverend informed everyone they were going to form a daisy chain, male to female with each person sucking the genitals of the person in front,...he would then decide who he was going to fuck next and would join in at that point without breaking the chain. What the reverend did not know was that this time someone had been a little lax and had not locked the basement door; because in the shadows of the basement Samantha Deacons now watched the action unfolding.Her initial reaction was one. We kept discussing some general issues and it was11.00 PM when Bhabhi said that she is going for sleep in her bedroom. Bhabhihas got this habit of drinking milk before sleeping and as she stood to go tothe kitchen I said you sit here and I will get the milk from the kitchen. She said ok and as planned I went to thekitchen and poured milk in the glass. I had already kept the sleeping pillpowder ready in my pocket and I mixed it in the milk and went in the bedroom.Bhabhi drank the milk and I. "They said, "We know baby, let's have fun and enjoy the whole night with your new buddy."They again sat inside the truck. This time, to my surprise, they switched on the headlights of the truck. The soothing warm feeling of the headlights made me even more comfortable. There is another flood light just above me that made everything visible and very clear.Till now I was feeling ok, due to it being dark outside but now, I am fully visible in the bright lights that they have focused on me. I can't. "You look very wet. Can I give you a lift and take you to where you can dry out?" "You could, but I'm so wet I'd spoil your car's upholstery." "You won't. The upholstery is leather which won't be damaged so get in. Where can I take you?" "I live in the village ahead," I told her and sat in her car. "I should have seen that water," she said. "It was entirely my fault. Im Hazel, by the way." When we arrived at my bungalow I asked her if she would like to come in and have a cup of tea or cofee..