For feedback, you can mail me at Now let me introduce myself to you. My name is Shruti and my friends in NYC call me Cherry. I am 24 years old and cur...ently doing my MS in management from New York University. I am born in the USA but my family belongs from Delhi and we often visit India once a year. Now, why am I writing the story is because one major thing which is the cause of all these incidents of my life. That is my physical asset. I don\’t claim myself to be the hottie of Hollywood but I. We would hop the fence sit there me fingering her beautiful pussy and her stroking my cock getting it rock had. When our watchers were in place watching us on the balcony that's when we would start getting busy. She would spin around facing me and I grabbed her ass pulled her in and drove my cock as dep as I could it felt so good for both of us we stayed that way until I felt the walls of her pussy tighten up and she not softly says omg I'm cumming which I fucked her fast and as deep as I could. My trembling legs remind me of the high stakes this little wager isfor. Oh please.. Mistress Thorne I love you.. don't let me down..."Right then," Mistress Thorne says pushing herself off the wall andwalking over to us. "Let's get started. Maid Missy step forwards."I step forwards, but then realise to my horror all the others do. I swearMiss Black is grinning, but Mistress Thorne still remains calm, "Oh dear,now I know only one of you is actually maid Missy, which means the restof you are lying. That evening at least 40 women were milling around on the two floors, many with glasses of champagne, some in long strapless dresses with the top pulled down to reveal their breasts, some were kissing, others only holding hands. The young ladies serving the drinks were naked with a small heart barely hiding their pubic hair. Jessica was greeting everyone, kissing some, shaking hands with others. The chatter was continuous. A middle-age woman was kissing a young Arab woman whom everyone had.