Four. “Four” and “death” sound almost the same in Chinese, bad omen. My stomach rolls again and I have to tell myself to forget all that super...titious shit. I’m not my mother. I don’t believe in that bad luck crap. They chose a good hotel. It’s small. It’s on the outskirts. Not too busy. Probably used as a love motel a lot. No one would think it was weird to hear noises here, if they could hear them from the top floor and the far end of the hall at all. I find the room, far end of the hall like. She was confused but slowly removed her t-shirt and track pant, all 4 men got their signal and carried her into a room and 4 ladies dragged my husband to another room who came dancing.Banglore girl called us to a corner and said she got some other plans and she said your husband is feeling like he is lucky…. She asked if you don’t mind, we will make him cry and make him tired that he will not be able to walk outside this room……. I said go for it with full support… She gave few ideasWe will take. " I start to finger your pussy. God, you are incredibly wet, as if this little kidnapping was exciting you. I get a hard-on instantly realizing how excited you are and I undo my pants and pull them and my underwear down to below my knees. My friend follows suit and you can feel his forearm moving back and forth against your leg as he starts masturbating. You struggle and you scream but it doesn't make any difference. I have a finger up inside your pussy now and it is so wet I quickly. Jane had bigger breasts and a rounder tummy with a hairy bush, looking fine. We cuddled and licked and touched for what seemed like half an hour before both of them got on my cock, kissing together while they did this. I told them that I, sometimes, came fast, and to go easy, but they just laughed and started sucking me harder. I jizzed almost immediately-- a geyser of cum, typical for me-- and they kept laughing and licking and snowballing. It was very fucking hot. I relaxed, still pretty.