To my knowledge, no one hadever seen her outside of one of her parties. I had felt vaguely hurtwhen she did not turn up at Anthony's funeral, despite...knowing herreputation for privacy. When I answered the door, and saw her standingthere, dressed in jeans and a plain cotton sweatshirt, I was asflustered as I had been the night we met.Cassandra walked in without being ushered and hugged me. She smelledof soap and fresh laundry. "I'm sorry Rupert," she said into myshoulder, "I should have been. For a quick recap, Roshni (name changed), is a busty slut. Her vital stats are to die for; 36-32-38. She has had but never before had she gone for a groupsex.So the other day I was reading a very dirty story on how a woman was turned into a slut by men who forced her into a groupsex. The story was such that I came twice; once while reading it and the second time while imagining Roshni in one such gangbang. At night we had a steamy phone sex, more so because she was a bit tipsy and in the club. Then I headed down the hallway toward the bedroom. I stripped out my clothes, entered the bathroom, grabbed a towel and put it by her towel.“Is there room for one more?” I asked her as I entered the shower.She squealed in delight, pulled me next to her gave me a kiss, “You know it has been a really long time since I have taken a shower with a man,” She told me, as she hands me the soap.I soaped her down from head to toe, taking my time at her breast.“I have never washed a woman’s pussy. The first items to be discarded were the girl’s flat sole sandals. She slipped each one off and plopped them down on the lower tier of the bench system right by her legs. Next she crossed her arms over her chest and grabbed the bottom of her white top pulling it up and over her head in one easy movement. She folded the top neatly and placed it next to her sandals.Under that top was a very cute lacy white bra that held two fantastically shaped breasts. The material was soft enough to allow the.