Shruti was too happy seeing me as her pimp and making a great deal. Then the black guy was desperate to take shruti. He was too rough for shruti.He mo...ed towards shruti and started kissing, licking, sucking each and every part of shruti. I forgot that I was his husband and was enjoying the rough the scene that a big black guy tearing the arrogance of an Indian bitch. First time it was looked that shruti was in pain. While the black guy was in front, the white guy grabbed her back and started. "Girls, I think we need to tell them," Val said, "and soon. Let's see if we can stop them from having another party." But we don't know if that will do it," Cece warned."Cece, we just have to do what we can. Can you do it naked? I know Sandy doesn't care." Oh, I care. It will be hard having Bud and Will see, me, but it's nothing compared to losing Trent." Would you be able to fuck Bud and Will?" Val asked to gasps from the other two. "What if we have to party with them to keep them from seeing. I study your body, caught in the faint glow of the street lights outside, you are perfect. Your long blonde hair falls in pleasing ringlets down your back; I study the shape of your neck, the curve of your hips.You are just wearing your underwear. Black bra, small black hipster panties, and sheer black hold up stockings, just as you had promised. Your body is every man's dream, large pert breasts, long legs that would send you into frenzy with their smoothness and the kind of waist you could. My Adventure began one cold winter day.It was late January and I had just turned 18. It was my Mother’s Birthday and the ladies of the church put together a birthday party for her at our home. During the festivities, around 3pm, we noticed that the weather was getting worse. It had been raining and the rain was turning to sleet. The television weatherman said that we had a severe storm front moving in.About 4pm my Dad asked me to take a couple of the ladies across town to their homes and.