We unpacked, had something to eat, and decided to call it a night as we were tired from the journey. I watched Carole walk down the hallway to her roo... — well, I focused on her swaying ass — and then followed Sally to our room. I was soon asleep. Next morning, I awoke and Sally was already up. I’d slept naked and, without dressing, I set off to find my wife. I didn’t care if Carole saw me walking naked around the chalet; it was part of my seduction plan. But, unfortunately, I never bumped into. The time of Puja was still about 2 hours away and although I had to be present there, this interim period I just wanted to be alone. Suddenly I saw Monimama walk into the terrace. In the moonlight I could see he got on the terrace and locked the terrace door and light up a cigarette. I was at the far end of the terrace and he did not see me. I understood that since he was unable to smoke in front of the elders in the house, he had come up to the terrace to have a smoke in private.He leaned on. I didn't know how convincing I could be, because I knew how excited the boys fucking me would make me, and a video of me having a dozen orgasms might not be very good to show I was being ****d. But the detectives said that would be enough, but I would have to make sure the boys all fucked me as many times as possible."So I did that, and it was very tiring for me, because the boys thought it was a new game, and my saying no and please don't fuck me was exciting to them! So they all fucked me. Ooh, the VIP-room! She’s almost childishly impressed with such things. ‘Yeah,’ she says. ‘I’d love to see the VIP-room.’ The VIP-room is rather small, very beautiful, and completely void of personality. There’s a huge table out of glass, resting on a frame of black iron. Each chair is made out the same black iron, and looks very uncomfortable. At one end of the room, there’s a bar cabinet made out of glass, illuminated from within, containing a variety of liquors. The whole room looks like a.