We sat on the sofa and Saumya aunty was mumbling in herself abusing the Chennai weather and power cuts.Babita aunty also agreed with her.Both of them ...ook their phallus off their chest and started wiping their sweat on their face, cleavage and their navels slowly.They were fanning with their pallus.Even I was getting sweaty and removed my shirt and my pant.I had my boxers and a t shirt on.While I was removing, Saumya aunty said “Babi, even I want to remove my blouse and set my boobs free dear.”. !!Sue helped me get as far as the break room and into the shower, grinning with that, ‘I told you so’ look that smart-asses cultivate. She did help me wash and watched as I douched and did the enema thing, not that I believed it would get all of King’s cum out of me, but at least I’d appear house trained and not drip everywhere I went.Once clean again we headed into the lounge area to relax, I was famished and delighted when Sue tossed me a menu and explained we could order anything on it from. After a few seconds my progressstopped and a couple of minutes later the forces started up again. Thistime I saw a super bright light at the end of the tunnel and felt my headand shoulders being super squeezed until I popped out the other side intoa very brightly lit room. I could hear someone moaning and than I heard"It's a girl" and I found myself in the hands of a giant man surroundedby giant women. I then realised what had just happened. I was smacked onmy bottom and began to scream like. As she came down from the first cock driven orgasm I again attempted to remove her tee shirt. This time she obliged, I guess a cock in the hole was the key to removing her shirt. She was wearing a small training bra that I then removed to reviled the flattest chest I had ever seen. The only expression of breasts she had was the brown color of her areolas. After she came a few more times I placed her ankles on my shoulders and started to pound her hard to get my reward. She came two more.