“ Salaam Rajan dada, bahut badhiya maal haath lagi hai…saali jubse aaee hai hotel mey , hum 3-4 baar hatthu maar chuke hai aur 2 kutia ko chod diy... hai…bahut mast aur chudasi maal hai…”Waiter said that since she checked in hotel they had madturbated twice thrice and also fucked two bitch. They said that she is really best maal.That dada told waiters to prepare drinks for them and for this bitch also.“ hum sab ke liye aur iss kutia ke liye bhee drink banao…”She was trying to cross her legs but. I wondered what that meant? Their laugh sounded sinister, yet I didn’t ponder too long about it as I needed to find my towel and get home. After getting safely at home, and as I lie in bed, I began to think about what all had occurred this day. Part of me felt like I had been assaulted, yet, it gave me different feeling in which I actually enjoyed them seeing me, humiliating me, forcing me to do things, and the finger in my rectum actually felt good. As I thought about it, I wet my finger in. One night after going out dancing with a couple who were our best friends at the time, we ended up coming back to our place and swapping partners for the night. We had all had a little too much to drink which certainly helped it along. Nevertheless, all of us were well-aware of what we were doing and sincerely wanted to do it at the time.Surprisingly enough, that first experiment worked out very well, considering it was the first time for both us and the other couple. We all had a lot of fun. I managed to moan, and paraphrased something revolting that Keenan had already declared bout his sister, “She’s a hot fucking black whore cocksucker!” Tameesha, still wearing the strap-on dildo, squirmed just right, side to side, to slam herself into an orgasm with my cock in her mouth. Keenan saw this and in a surprised tone said in between pounding my ass deep, “Well…” -slam- “you” -slam-“learn”-slam- “something”-slam- “new”-slam “every”-slam “day” slam, and then a deep hold. Then in quick.