Her face was somber as she reflected on the love that she still dreamed of at nights… the one that would cause her to awake with tears streaming dow... her cheeks… She closed her eyes and thought of that night of magic as if it were yesterday… She was young and beautiful, carefree and had a style and class that other women would have loved to have owned. The newspapers were abuzz with this latest protégé, glamorous, vivacious with a voice like an angel… They called her the beauty with the Mona. Preetin was also putting the vibrating penis in her vagina to stimulate herself while Pritesh kept licking Sneha.Sneha came heavily and the sheets on the bed seemed wet with her juices. Pritesh then moved to the centre of the bed and lie with 3 pillows under his head and stroked his penis to regain the hardness. He signalled to Preeti and then Preeti asked Sneha to mount his cock.Sneha followed the instructions and mounted Pritesh and gradually slid his 8 incher in her pussy. She was sitting on. ”“You shouldn’t believe everything he tells you.” I could feel blood of shame rushing to my face. I could no longer avoid the truth. “What did he say?”“That you are not as dumb as you look or pretend to be,” said Rita. “And that you’ve rattled a lot of ivory towers and upset a few theological carts.”“So?”“What the fuck are you doing here, hiding away when people need to hear you voice?” asked Koos.“Look at me,” I said. “A fifty-year-old sitting naked between two clothed people without giving a. I could recall his comments to a group of men standing around him as he extolled the virtues of the single life. Apparently, he was having no problem finding bed partners. I thought it was pretty sleazy at the time, but said nothing to Sylvia. He was pretty full of himself that day, and well lubricated with whiskey.The second time was at their Christmas party last year. Again, he was drinking and boasting about his prowess with the women, but only when there were no women present. I hadn't.