Abigail was a girl working in the office at the time who obviously didn't go out much and had led a quite sheltered life (seemingly).She often told us...about her Church and talked to us about her religion.She was very pretty in a plain sort of a way.As the night progressed she steadily got more and more drunk everyone thought it was very amussing as she clearly didn't drink very often.It got to a point where I decided she'd had enough and told her to say her goodnights as I'd give her a lift on. "I don't know exactly. I never thought that it would make me less of a man, but I wonder if maybe I wouldn't feel like they wouldn't have a need to be with me. That does bother me. To have a couple of women that would rather be with each other than me. Yes, that would make me question my manhood. What would you do if your women started acting like that?"Tom smiled, "Let me ask you a question, what do you think they do when I am gone all of the time? Do you think that they sit around the lodge. Her husband works far away from Delhi. Both I and Padma seriously suffer ‘lack of sex’ and we are both very fond of sex. Not getting it regularly, we try to find it where and when possible. (I am not naming names because we all have families and I do not want them identified. Even our names are different but our South Indian middle-class Brahmin backgrounds and other details are true).Earlier I used to have regular sex with my elder sister’s husband in my own house when there was no one. I also. "Eiieeeeeeeee uggggghhhhhhhhh!" The Boss handed her another strap-on. This was different more like a mask with a bit for biting on, attached to a Perspex cock. Stacey tried to push back but it was useless the woman was massive compared to her. As Big Mamma fucked up the girl's pussy she fastened the harness around Stacey's head forcing the bit into the desperate girl's mouth. She had no choice but to bite down the harness sealing her mouth replacing it with a long Perspex cock making her look.