I didn't want to look like I was doing anything more that just being friendly and nice, so I could preserve my dignity if nothing happened, which in t...e back of my mind was a pretty strong possibility.***Before that Friday night, I'd never seen Javon except at the end of the day when he was always wearing a dirty work uniform. But tonight, he had on this form fitting black mesh shirt, with a gold chain and black slacks. He was beautiful, his smile so big and broad, I was wowed. I'd been a. “Bounce.” I whispered to him.He gave a moan and began to bounce himself gently on my knee. After a couple seconds he started in harder and harder. He kept going like that until he was eventually slamming down onto me.He gasped and panted with the effort and the pain, but managed a moan somehow every so often.“Alright, stop.” I said eventually.Oren had to be close to bursting and all this teasing was driving me wild as well.“I think it’s time we go get Wes.”Oren looked as if he’d forgotten the. .it was so warm and enjoyable!! Meanwhile Manav pushed my legs backward and spread the legs..Now manav was licking my cunt and his tongue was wagging all over my pubic and groin!! He was sweetly kissing me!! I said “ahhhh.. yessss annhh u r good at this anhhh!!’ He shouts back:”Whore its only a start ur our slave now!! Tu saali hamari ghasti hai ghasti !!Me “ummm…ummm ”I started lifting my pelvis up so that Manav can lick and eat it better!! After eating for some time..her sleeps and asks me to. The party was going to be terrible, that she could see--but not as terrible as the silent nightmare shadowing her happy home... Mrs. Manacor--"Jest cahl me Salli-Ann"--delivered two brimming tumblers of the ruby liquid and Cindy drank deeply. The sangria was pleasant tasting, very refreshing, with a combination sweet-tart taste hard to identify. A fruit punch? No... the fruit taste was in the background, Cindy thought as she ran her tongue around her lips. A wine base, plus... what? She.