I had recently moved to Bangalore and had lost touch with some of my male friends with whom I used to get together regularly when I was in Delhi, a co...ple of them were married and were my colleagues at the workplace and one was a middle aged man retired from the army whose wife had expired a few years back and whose children were now staying abroad. Both these arrangements worked out very well as with my colleagues there was a lot of safety in being with someone whom you knew unlike most gay. . "Hey baby, come over here and dance for me," and "Bring that wet cunt here slut, I'll take care of you", but she knew what she had to do.The music reached a crescendo and the red and white mists filled her mind, "Fuck me please!" she shouted as she pistoned three fingers violently into her vagina and thrust her other thumb inside the hollow butt plug, "Fuck meeeeee."She found herself sitting down on the dance floor beneath the gliterball, "Fuck, that was good," she exclaimed as she came to. He began to use me until I was sold to another, the man who owned me at the village. My former master died a year ago from something inside his body. A number of people die from unknown causes as they age. I had one brother but he died in a fight. My sister was taken by the priests of Manuba two years ago. She has gone to be with him."I asked, "Who or what is Manuba?"Merry said, "Manuba is a god. He is worshiped by the village of Manuba. They live far down the main river. Once each year, they. I pushed him back again with the flat of my palm."Uh uh, tiger," said Beth. We shared a silent giggle.Tim sat back, grinning, and I realised this was it; was I prepared to go this far with my s!ster's boyfriend, in front of her. Of course I was. I was getting worked up again and there was no way I'd back out now.I ran my hands down Tim's torso, letting my fingers dig a little into his muscle."Mmm. That's good," he murmured.I carried on, until my hands were over his belt buckle. I let them.