Dark sunglasses covered his eyes. His long hair was tucked up under a San Francisco Giants baseball cap. He carried a simple duffle bag in his right h...nd.Stepping out behind him was Janice Boxer — the National Records publicity department agent who had accompanied the band on their tour, coordinating autograph session and radio station interviews. The end of the Descent Into Nothing tour of 1983 had apparently, and unfortunately, not been the end of the band's association with Janice. It had. Main bhi jaa kar turant apne bistar pe topless baithi thi, sirf panty mein, aur pati god mein let ke boobs choosne laga. Badhawas si Suman mere kamre mein mere bilkul paas aa gayi. Wo bhi topless thi, sirf petticoat mein, aur boli-Suman: Bhabhi mere peeche Vicky pad gaya hai chudai ke liye.Wo mujhe topless dekh kar sakpakayi bhi. Pati ne bhi Suman ko topless dekha, to Suman ne dono hatho se apne boobs ko dhak liya, aur uski aankhon mein aansu the. Peeche-peeche devar Vicky bhi aa gaya sirf half. Safety in numbers, perhaps.The two out-in-the-open cocks on the second to back row, were turned sideways, so that the masturbation group could be sure everybody got a good view. Roy the Javelin, opposite to me was kneeling up on his seat, his proud stiffy out and his jeans down below his bum. Although not afraid to be seen - as I realised quickly that my cock was of pretty good dimensions alongside theirs (Dave apart), I pumped mine more discreetly. A couple of lads who, finally, were too shy. .... ooooh fuccckk. "She moaned in pleasure as she whipped me more and more all over my body.I winced in pain making muffled noises.The tears had finally run free.My body tensed up due to all the abuse."Ok, shithead that was pathetic . Don't tell me that's all you got. Huh, you're crying, oh it feels so good to hear your pain you know."She then got up and pushed me off the bed. Leaving me to sleep on the carpet she dozed off just like every night. But unlike every night today was special, today.