It seemed this instruction to keep people happy was more powerful than she had anticipated. Taking their cue from Charlie the other two men took advan...age of her becoming bolder with every drink. With their smiles broadening she knew she was keeping them happy leaving her more helpless to resist them. What was worse, she felt her body was beginning to respond. Having men touch her while helpless had become a normal routine only now it was happening in her own home. She desperately needed her. I twisted and turned, my nipple pulling free from Declan’s mouth, the air cold against my wet skin. This feeling would never get old -- the undilated pleasure flooding me, blanking my mind, and reducing me to a twitching mess. I loved it.Declan pulled the vibrator from me and backed away again. He clicked it off, and then let out a low whistle.“Damn, girl, you sure know how to cum. Love watching you get all sweaty, your body sticky with your juices, and those beautiful tits of yours bouncing. I continued my trail of kisses over the crotch of his pants. I could clearly discern the massive hardness that resided within. I quickly popped the button and dragged down his zipper with my teeth exposing his tightly whiteys and the pure joy that they contained. I happily noticed the wet spot of horny pre-cum soaking through his shorts. With my adrenaline flowing, I shakily pulled down his pants and underwear and he was naked before me. His raging hard cock was drooling as it thumped against. My secretary Thangam is a typical tamil brahmin lady who is in her mid forties.She lost her husband a few years back.We have been having some torrid sexual encounters in the last 8 years.Even when her husband was alive we used to have sex continuously.Her husband did not even touch her at all even three or four years before he died.He even used to scold her when she used to touch him accidentally. This even convinced her that her sexual episodes with her boss was justified as she felt that her.