I left to have a piss. Like most London pubs the fucking toilets are underground and it seemed to take an age. when I got back, the barmaid was bent o...er the table with my buddy pumping her from behind. His trousers and pants around his ankles. The barmaid's tights and knickers just down her thighs, her belly and tits squashed against the table she was moaning each time my buddy pushed his cock into her, and her arse rippled as his groin slapped against it.The bitch asked, he said to me, didn't. Suddenly, the door opened, and in walked 38 Indian men. All of those Indian men began to undress.One of the guys, Naksh, stepped forward and shoved his huge monster cock all the way to the back of James’ throat. Naksh laced his fingers behind James’ head, and hardcore fucked James’ throat as his eyes watered immensely.It was a brutal and ferocious tonsil banging. After 20 minutes, Naksh unloaded a dump truck load of cum down James’ throat. As Naksh pulled out, James’ lips peeled off of the cock. I circled his dick with my thumb and fingers, and started to lick it, then pushing in my mouth sucking it. He was holding my head tight, not letting it go, and started urinating inside my mouth, forcing me to drink it all.I was coughing when he released his hold, and everyone was laughing out loud. He told me, “You have earned your panties, but this is just the beginning darling.” I was disgusted with the treatment that was meted out to me, but at one corner I was enjoying it too, and I had to. "You borrowed a million dollars? On what collateral?" No collateral," Adam said. "Someone invested a million dollars in our company on our word that we could pay it back." And on the anti-piracy software," Sarah said. "That is the thing you're forgetting."Leslie's eyes widened further."Stop for a minute, please," she said. "We're here and I'm sure Rebecca is going to come running out of the house any minute. I hope we can continue this conversation later. But before we get out, I have to ask..