My life is over.My secretary kept trying to get me to talk to her, but all I could do was break down crying. A few hours later I started to accept thi...gs as they were. It was turning into one hell of a birthday!It was the end of the day and next thing I knew Blanch and her husband, Stan, were standing at my office door. One thing about Blanche’s husband, he is the biggest most gentle man I have ever met. If he tells you do to something, you do it just out of fear even though he would never. My hands and feet were tied to the bed. I began to whistle to getsome attention."He's awake. I'll get the mask off," said Morgan.Morgan removed the mask. She was wearing a robe. Next to her stoodChris, who was also wearing a robe."Can you untie my hands and feet?" I asked."You were thrashing around, so we tied your hands and feet so youwouldn't hurt yourself," Chris said."And you were making a lot of noise, screaming out and such, so I putthe hood on you," Morgan added.The girls untied me. I. After four or five minutes of sucking we both came together and relaxed for a while. Next I wanted to fuck her the traditional style. As it was the pitch of the night and every body sleeping, we covered ourselves fully and I lifted her lehenga up to her waist and slowly inserted my penis side-ways. It was tight despite the lubrication received and really hot. As my tip entered the hole, she was ecstatic and uttered slowly ‘I have been waiting for this moment since long’ I told her then why. I spread my legs wider for him to see my glistening holes. "I've been waiting to do this for a while," he said, taking off his pants and bending down in front of me to lick my pussy. I stopped him and said, "Charles, just fuck me." He looked rather pleased at this and took off his boxers. His 9-inch dick slapped his stomach. My body got tense; this was the biggest hard-on I'd ever seen. He must have sensed my anxiety, as he leaned back over me, crotch on crotch, and whispered in my ear, "Don't.