She ran a hand over the leg of my pants as if measuring me. I moaned, wanting to beg her to release it. She was torturing me. Pinhead nipples appeared...through the lycra suit and she began to rub them and lick them like a cat bathing itself. Her weight shifted again. She was trying to get me to cum. Sweat poured off me, but I said nothing. I was nearly in convulsions as she slid a hand between her legs and opened her crotch zipper. In final, desperate hope of having her, I waited for her to open. A tall bear like guy entered the room – I think I gave him a smile – anyway he took a condom from the dispenser – held it up as he came over to me and asked if I wanted some fun. I nodded and he led me over to the sling – when he dropped his towel and put on the condom I could see his erect dick was very thick – though not hugely long.Once I was in the sling he spread a sachet of lube on my ass. A few of the guys in the room had casually wandered over to watch. He pulled me further down in the. It's funny. Sheseems to like it when I tell her how small it is. I think she enjoysknowing that she isn't much of a man, so she might as well be as much ofa woman as she can be." Can I change the subject? She said you pay her. Doesn't that make itless like a relationship and more like an employer-employee."I shrugged. "I give her a pittance. I have the money. Why not give her abit so she can save for her old age? I hope she saves it. I may tire ofher any day. Mistresses do." Tell me. How did. I thought it was a thief n got relief that it was just a rumal in my pocket. But then I realized that person was not taking it out. He was just rubbing it. He was some middle aged jatt uncle with wide moustaches in kurta pajama. Mere dimag me ekdum se sari stories aane lagi n I began to get hard. I was facing forward n uncle was facing me. Baki sab log khidaki ki taraf muh krke khade the n hum dono bich me the to koi dekh bhi nahi raha tha. Dekh b raha ho to mujhe fark nai padta.Maine socha.