My hand gently cupped her nipple, feeling it swell unknowingly in response to some deep dreamed touch. I responded unconsciously, hardening as I dream...of her. My hands moved in sleep as they would awake, seeking her, needing her. Images of her passed through my dream, glowing in her beauty. She dances through a fog, green silk trailing behind. Her hands outstretched, beckoning me. In wisps of dreamy fog, we came together, lips seeking lips, tongues seeking tongues. The silk slipped gently from. It was a room of modest scale, dominated by a low, massive table. The sight of the straps, locks and whips already arranged on the table produced a shiver of delicious anxiety. She even dared to pick up a small whip and examine it, trying it on her own body. It was her first transgression.And quickly observed by the sternly handsome man who had silently joined her in the chamber. She felt his solid grip on her arm as he took the whip away. From then on, all power was his. She did her best to be. "Please don't laugh at me", I said, very reservered, "but I'm a virgin." She looked at me slightly confused and said, "I find that extremely hard to believe. You good looking and extremely intelligent and funny. Have you even had a girlfriend before?" That was the next to last question I wanted to her to ask me. This is probably the most humiliating part of my life. "No, no girl will give me the time of day, not even the ones with the face of a warthog" I was completely unprepared for. My dick was rock hard. They both started sucking it. Lavanya was sucking my dick and Mansi was sucking on my balls. Then after 15 min, Mansi asked Lavanya to sit on my face.Lavanaya stood removed her panties and sat on my face. Her pussy was very tight and pink and was smelling of strawberries as they both had applied strawberry lube on their pussies. I licked her pussy it was wet and tasted also like strawberries. I buried my tongue deep into Lavanya’s pussy. Mansi sucking my dick and Lavanya.