She was here to give the Delhi babes a run for their money. We went pub hopping (I didn’t know that the night life in Delhi rocked so much) and then...around midnight she decided that she wanted to have her first drink. I ordered a sweet red wine for her.It was 3 a.m. when we decided to head back after visiting over 6 pubs. In this time we had eaten, drunk and danced. While we were dancing, her twins seemed to have a life of their own and moved in their own directions.We reached the guest house. Robyn knew she had blown her chance of the job. Whatever was wrong with her, would not disappear in the short time she had before her audition. She tried to lift her arms, to climb out of bed, but the felt heavy, and resisted her attempts to move them.?What is wrong with me?? she questioned herself. But no answer came her way.She could still hear Janice and Mrs Watson, but could still not hear what was being said. It was as if they were talking whilst Robyn slept. Their voices taking a dream. "Oh my. He's early." was her only comment."Don't worry about it." I told her. "Take off, I'll lock up, all I have left to do is sweep and I'll be outta here too." You sure?" she asked. I told her I was, so she left. Actually I had already swept up, I just wanted to sniff around in the bathroom. I watched their tail lights as they drove away in the darkness, pretty certain they wouldn't be back. To be safe, I reset the door alarms, so in case anyone came in I'd have plenty of notice.I. So I did, and Mr D didn't fight to hold me in place. I spit up and huge blob of slobber all over his cock and legs. He caught as much of it as he could and rubbed it into my face. I was coughing loudly and badly.In between coughs, Mr D stuffed his cock deep into my throat. He thrust in and out several times and started to cum. He was groaning and I was squealing. The jets of cum spurted into my throat and I tried my best to swallow it down.Neither of us heard it over me hacking and him cumming,.