I went back to my room, showered, shaved and dressed in slightly more presentable clothing. I walked into the dance and discovered, to my disappointme...t, that while the music was indeed live, the band seemed to be playing slightly mangled versions of the same dance music I had heard at these things a thousand times before. I cursed under my breath, “They could have at least gotten an amateur blues band or something.” I stopped just a few steps from the doorway, meaning to turn, leave the hall,. Voh jaise hi pegs khatam kya uska face thoda red hogaya, aor voh bed par jakar late gaya aor mujhe bulakar bola, “ab tum mera Lund chooso”. Main uske ooper jhuk kar uska Lund chooste hue doosre haath se uske balls ko bhi halke halke fondle karne laga, voh maza lete hue mere round hips par haath phirane laga. Mujhe Lund choosne ka maza to araha tha idher mere hips par haath phirane se meri hole mein tickling hone lagi.Thodi dare mein voh full masti mein aakar siskyan bherne laga aor masti mein. As she peels down her thong, she looks over to the door and sees me there in my boxer shorts. She stares hard like she did in the bar and focuses her gaze on my crotch until I get my willy out and start stroking. She smiles.Slowly she turns her back on me once more and climbs on top of him, adjusting his thick dick, whose true immensity I behold for the first time between my wife’s hands, into position at the entrance to her hairy cunt. She is shuddering now, the head of a cock which must be at. At one end of the room was a raised dais, on which was seated a young woman, not older than twenty, and stunningly beautiful. A half-dozen other woman, all dressed in white tunics, sat at the foot of the dais.Thompson’s guards seated him with the prisoners, and then joined the other women.“Let’s get started”, said the young lady on the dais. “William Alvarez : stand up.”A tall, arrogant-looking man in his mid-thirties got to his feet. Despite his ordeal, he looked rather sharp, his suit.