Me: jijju kal holi hai kya irada hai didi ke hi chipke rahoge ya sali bi yaad haiJijju: yaad hai tumhara kya irada hai Me: jaise tumhari ichaJijju: to...kal aa jau holi khelneMe: hum to kab se tayar baithe haiJijju : to theek hai kal pakka, tayar rehnaMe: didi sath aayegi ya nahiJijju: wo kya karegi wo kitty party mai jayegiHoli wale din bahiya bole mai to ja raha hu dosto ke sath raat tak aauga apna khayal rakhna, mai man hi man khush hui meri 18 saal ki chut buri tarah fadak rahi thi chuchia ke. I arrived promptly at six as arranged, with a nice bottle of red wine under my arm.She met me at the door and accepted the wine with a gracious smile and a "Welcome to my house." There was the delectable aroma of roast beef emanating from the kitchen, but it wasn't anywhere it as near delectable as the essence of perfume emanating from her. I fought back the urge to reach out and take her in my arms.Instead I said, "Thank you very much for having me."Perhaps it was the choice of words with the. The next game was like the game musical chairs. We would have the women lean over the couches with a man behind them. The men would eat the woman’s pussy for one minute then move to their right. The goal was to see which woman could hold out the longest. As each woman came, she and the man who made her come had to sit out the rest of the game. The woman who lasted the longest had any desire she wanted fulfilled. No matter whether it was to be gangbanged, dp’d, or fucked by every man there, one. If you can't talk to me with the appropriate amount of respect, you won't be allowed to talk at all."Jodie nodded, still staring at the carpet. This was the part where he would lock the head harness on her, forcing its bright pink ball gag into her open mouth. When she was aroused, having to wear the harness turned her on even more. It would have been enough to make her purposefully speak out of line in order to have it locked in place on her, were it not for her genuine desire to please her.