My heart ached for her, accepting the blame for my actions. But she was wrong. Yes, I was doing it for her. And Miki. And Sally and Janey and Nicole. ...nd the 33 other lost souls that were buried in Gary's basement along with Miki. And the countless others who had not yet been discovered. And so on. And so on.We were all crying when I was done. Janey hadn't realized my doing this was not up for debate or discussion. I think she was sufficiently chastised by the time we were done. I had not tried. I looked down; my cock going in and out of her tight pussy, her ass in my hands, her smooth back now showing with a light sheen of sweat.Her head hanging low, in front of her was my girlfriend getting fucked in doggy, her favourite position by a married man who was twice her age. It was a real erotic scene which I knew then that I will never forget it in my life. Ravi increased his pace as I told Priyanka to kiss the married slut. Sakshi looked back at me at my comment to say something but I. She fell on the bed her ass facing the ceiling and I fell beside her my face near her ass. Later, I moved to her face and turned her towards me and could see love marks on her boobs.I was feeling very tired as I had not eaten anything that night and also due to this hectic session of lovemaking. I asked her if she had anything to eat and she jokingly said I had eaten everything she had. We laughed and she went to the kitchen to bring something to eat and went to the bathroom to clean myself.. "Cindy added, "I want to flirt with that Ken Spagnoletti. He is as editable as a "Chippendale."In walked Billy Johnson, Jim Peters, Art Morse, Brent Adams, Ken Spagnoletti, followed by Terry Kern. The party started. Terry Kern, twenty years my junior, thinking that I was one of the younger girls, took my hand, directing me to the dance floor.With subtle, smooth hand motions, as my rear precisely flowed to the rhythm, I showed him how a Broadway Baby could display her body. He knew that I was.