I forgot, clearly, that you aren't supposed to mix Ambien and alcohol. The rules are clear on that. But I was headed straight to bed, so it didn't mat...er, right? I distinctly remember rolling my commuting jeans and underwear off as one unit, like a dirty rubber band, and slipping into a pair of cotton panties and a camisole top. Then I crawled in next to my snoring bear of a husband and slept the sleep of the damned.I woke up the next morning feeling great...birds shining, sun chirping. My. She hoped what she would find in the stairwell. She breathed deep as she walked across the concrete floor. Her high heeled shoes clicked loudly with every step. Her ass felt on fire in her black slacks which was accentuated by her heels. She felt her nipples growing harder behind her white blouse but was covered by her suit jacket. For anyone seeing the woman walking away from the SUV they would immediately suspect she was a professional business woman but on her inside she was a cock junkie. This time though ruchi smiled and she was looking forward to the night with kurlekar.The next day there was a maruti van waiting under the hostel and a man called aasif, on the way he introduced his job to find new girls and sissy men to be trained. After 5 hours they reached asgaon and ruchi had tears in her eyes when she saw the mansion now turned into a training center. There was a check post near a gate which they cleared and aasif dropped them at the gate and left.Once they reached inside. I didn't know quite what he had in mind until I felt him hold my ass cheeks apart. Any worries about whether or not that would hurt were lost when I started sliding up and down Richard's pole again. There was a feeling of pressure, and then Tim's cock was entering my anus. It should have hurt a lot more than it did. Maybe it was due to the bracelet, but it didn't hurt at all. Instead, it felt great! I now had two cocks thrusting deep into me, and the feeling of fullness was sending me to new.
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