I glanced at the clock then around me, one hour and fifteen minutes I had been waiting, 'What the fuck', went through my mind and a slight anger welle... inside, '£70 for a hand job then', and I released my hand from his and let him touch my g-string as proof of my willingness to jack him off, offering the same hand open-palmed as he took out three twenties and a tenner, making the seventy I demanded and as I put it in my bad I felt the heat of his cock on my thigh, I started to wank him off. Miranda and Red went to gather Sylvie and the two women who had been with Red and Mason the night before. They had returned to our rooms after breakfast.When all were present, we went to the courtyard. On a platform was the High Priest and standing next to him was the other girl we had not chosen. She was naked, and three burly men were holding her. The girl was crying. When her fate was announced, she cried louder and tried to pull away from the three men. The crowd sort of gasped at the news.. ’ She clicked on the notification and what she saw gave her a mini heart attack. She was petrified to see her daughter getting fucked by Armaan.She could hear the voice of Shobhita asking them to walk naked in the living room. She didn’t have any idea what the fuck had happened in this house. She didn’t know how to confront her own daughters. As she watched the whole video twice and thrice in disgrace.She had got her vagina wet. She pitied herself. After 1-2 hours of thinking, she thought as. The water recedes once more and you feel the desire to surrender to it. You know it is toying with you, exciting you until you must have more and then receding and abandoning you. You hear it and imagine the ocean drawing itself up to charge into you once again. The water powers back, it is in your hair, it cups your breasts and entangles your arms further in the sodden, swirling material. You feel its saltiness clinging to your clit, so extended and alive, available to the rushing onslaught..