Rudra (gasps): Myra! Why are you here?Myra: I left my backpack, so I came to get it. Who the fuck is this?Rudra (flustered): Uh…Savita, this is Myra... a student from University-Myra (interrupting): -I’m his muse.Savita: You said I was your muse!Rudra (hesitating): Both of you are my muses! Myra represents the muse of youthful beauty. You represent the ideality of womanhood.Myra: What about my essence? You said I was special! Did you tell her the same? Let’s find out.Myra took off her top and. She wanted me and the feeling was mutual, there was no denying the gratification we would give and take from each other. I whispered, “Come home with us, sexy woman. You are what I desire.” She smiled, took my hand and walked me back to our table. At the table, Robert smiled at us, two beauties approaching him. Now, I couldn’t say for certain if anything would happen that night. The ball was clearly in Trisha’s court, and she held serve. Robert broke the ice, “Ladies, what is your pleasure?”. “Fuck! Sophie, you dirty bitch, I fuckin’ love it!”Her face now looked less pained, as she started to fuck her hand in and out. I could see she was also wanking her pussy again. “Katie, hurry up, I’m gonna cum again,” and then, “oh, how I wish it was your hands fucking me Katie, please fuck me hard, Katie.”I was so turned on by watching Sophie filling her holes that I knew that a climax to beat anything I’d ever experienced before was about to hit me, and, oh boy, did it ever. My pussy. I’d go ask Mabel if she would let you Fed’s pull up to her table too, but I think the country cooking out this way would tear your gut right up for days.”With that I was told to go have supper. He was going to send everyone else on their way. They had verified that April was indeed here, that she was not in any danger, under duress and were given the paperwork Paul had given me for her to be under my care until she got to her aunt’s house, I was good.Shit! I better call Paul. Stop any crap from.