And I fuck hard. While you may want to be treated as a princess, you are only a slut to me. And sluts are to be fucked hard. But I can promise you one...thing. This would be the best fuck of your life. It may hurt you a lot, in fact it will hurt you a lot. But you will enjoy also. Now come on, get dressed and come to the dining table.”Saying that I went out and served the food that my wife had already prepared before leaving for her office. I also served it for Niharika. Soon, Niharika came to. I started in the womens room,kind of hoping I would stumble onto a pair of panties or something,but no luck. I then work my way over to the mens room and as I clean and make my way to the stalls I open the first door and see writing on the wall,the typical stuff people write I guess when they are in there. I also notice that there is a small hole in the partition,big enough to look through,I finish cleaning and move to the second stall and notice more writing,this time it was of the sexual. It’s not long after that he starts to grunt as he cums in her. He slowly pulls out and takes the cum filled condom off. He slides to the side so the next guy can take his turn. He stays near by to watch the action. The next guy, who she was stroking, slides between her legs and pulls out his own condom. He is probably about 65. It’s so hot knowing she’s about to get fucked by someone who could be her grandpa. He has a fat cock, but pretty short. It’s probably about 4 inches. I don’t mind. Still disbelieving, I said some inanity like, "I don't believe it." We closed each other with a hug - something that we would have been totally embarrassed to do in the past, considering that both of us were stark naked. ---------------We spent the next hours getting up to speed on each other's plight. I introduced her to Jill and she did likewise with her cohort, Cathy, to us. Susan was here because she committed some major violations of the Master's rules on secrecy - and she freely.