She had put on a bright red lipstick which enhanced her beauty. “Thank you, Sarpanchji (the leader of the village)”, she said in a shaky voice.Her...hands were shivering. She tried to hold the mike but then didn’t do it. She was nervous and there were fear and doubt on her face.“I am returning home tomorrow, so as a thank you, I want to give you all this, parting gift.” She stammered. Stepping away from the mike she went close to the edge of the stage and did the unthinkable. In front of the. I ask if you still want to be my slut whore, and you reply that you do. Whilst you say this to me you look down at the floor. I walk over to you and use your hair to make you look up at me. I ask you what you want to be, and you blush and tell me that you want to be my kinky slut, and take whatever I want to give you. Satisfied with your answer, I walk back to the table, and tell you to crawl over to me. I watch again as you make your way to me, watching as your breasts sway where they hang. Sayuri could just make out her mother gripping the sofa. She wondered what she felt like, the fat prick driving in and out of her pussy, the sensation of being rocked by the man as he crashed into her, his thighs slapping against her arse. Sayuri imagined, just for a moment, what it would be like to accept her teacher inside her. She found herself thinking what it would be like to be bent over in front of the man, exposing herself to him like an animal, to feel him moving inside her, feel him. They gave their shoulders a hunch and stumbled into the house.Cameron started to strip as she drunkenly walked down the hall. With each step, she took off a piece of clothing. Soon she was butt naked and standing in Mike and Sasha’s room. “What is taking you guys so long? I am ready to get this party started!” she yells. Mike and Sasha walked back to their room to find her completely naked, on her knees and stroking her clit. She was ready to give them a thank you they would never forget. Mike.