I couldn’t make out any details, regardless of my senses, due to both distance and the black cloak the person was wearing. If this had been Cartha I...could have dashed down to find out who they were, but I didn’t have that luxury. I heard movement behind me and turned to see Janet and Lillian entering the room. When I looked back, the cloaked figure was gone. I turned to greet the girls and they could sense my unease.“Is everything okay, Davik?” Janet asked. “You seem to be upset about something. Bhabhi ka husband to zyadatar tour par hi rehta tha kabhi lucknow kabhi ahmedabaad kabhi kahi kabhi kahi. Ek din yun hua ki bbhabhi ke husband gaye hue the aur mere ghar wale bhi out of delhi gaye the aur kamre ki chabi bhabhi ko de gaye, mujhe gharwalo ne phone kar ke bata diya tha ki chabi bhabhi ke paas hai. Mein ghar pe aaya aur seedha bhabhi ke kamre ki bell bajai to bhabhi nikli us waqt unhone blue colour ka deep neck suit pehen rakha tha aur sir pe dupatta bhi nahi tha waise bhabhi ka. The latest newcomers – all three-way-virgins – had been granted the doubtful honour to be passengers on the new truck’s maiden voyage (no pun intended). This lorry had been conscientiously modified to carry its precious load for long distances: from the reinforced walls of its soundproof loading space flat, on end turned metal laths were horizontally protruding, twelve in all. Each was about forty centimetres long, mounted at crotch height and sported a serrated top edge. Cruel steel cuffs were. Flicking my tongue around her clit, trying to write the alphabet with my movements, I feel the tension mounting in Liz’s body. I put my hand on each of her firm, ripe, round buttock cheeks and pull her in for the kill. “Oh my good god,” she shrieks, and then appears to hold her breath forever, before panting out, “Yes, yes … … … YES!” and she comes flooding my upper body with her juices. A few moments later, we are entwined in each other’s arms sound asleep. It’s morning, and we both wake.