Down inthe lift. Across the courtyard. Into the women's quarters. "Here he is.Peeping Tom." There were several women in the common room. They didn'tse...m too hostile. Most of them were smiling. One of them handed me adrink. "Cheers," she said, taking a drink from her own glass. I tastedthe drink. I don't know what it was, but it was good. I drank some more.It started to take effect fairly quickly.Someone took the glass from me before I dropped it. I was conscious, buta bit dreamy. I could stand. As we sat for dinner,Vikram said-“Sheru kahin paas me koi ghar hai to batana yaar..tere ghar ke paas rahunga to naye shahar me sahara mil jayega aur bhabhi se bhi roz milne ka mauka milega!!”he said winking at Shifa and she just smiling in return.”Arre is area me mushkil hai bhai..mujhe nahin lagta yahan tujhe koi ghar milega!”i just wanted to get him as far away as possible from my shy wife who was turning slutty day by day.”Aap toh busy rehte ho..main pata lagaungi Vikram ki koi ghar hai ya. ”“It has an appeal,” Jason conceded and she rolled over and placed a hand on his trousers. “So I feel. I think this boy needs to get some mouth action himself,” she said as she slid her hand back through his unfastened zipper.Jason knew he should stop her but his arms were paralysed by lust and he felt her slim fingers slide inside his clothes and find the elasticated waistband of his underpants. Like five eels they wriggled inside and gently grasped his rigid cock and gently pump it. Then,. Black stiletto’s with six inch killer heels. Exactly what Ewan required. He was waiting, video camera in hand. “Oh fuck,” she thought, “no going back now.”She walked up several steps, she swayed her hips u*********sly. She turned, looking to Ewan for guidance, but unknowingly looking directly into the lens. She unzipped her dress, it fell to the floor, where she stepped out of it, and took another step upwards. She could almost feel the camera as it zoomed in on her shapely bottom, visible.