Instructed to remove my clothes so that the owner could fit me for proper rings, I lay up on the table naked. The men stared at my nude body, inspecti...g the piercings for any infections or imperfections. The owner took pride in his successful skills of the stud placements as he was a perfectionist! Also, a very horny wild pervert, who loved the role he played in the adventure of torture and the bonus of sexual release while serving customers. He pawed and groped my body parts, while amassing a. .Mami ne kuch nhi bola isse meri himaat bd gyi maine thoda jor se touch kiya is baar bhi mami ne kuch nhi bola to mai smajh gya or maine peeche se unke boobs dba diye unhone aah bola or ekdum palat gyi or boli kya kar rahe ho yeh mai bhi bina dare huye bola jo mai kbse karna chahta tha ye dekh ke mami ne smile de di mai unka ishaara smjh gya thaMaine usi waqt unke hoth chusna start kr diye itne rasile hoth maine apni life mai nhi dekhe the mami bhi mujhe brabar ka response deti ja rhi thi..Ye. She was certainly not dressed in the style of the east. She wore a white fitted blouse and dark grey, above the knee, pencil skirt. I had noticed a matching jacket in the overhead rack above her. Her make up was immaculate, not overdone and not a single hair out of place. I had noticed that she wore two rings on the third finger of her left hand. One appeared to be a plain wedding band which I guessed, due to its silver colour, was white gold next to a matching solitaire containing a large. She couldn't wait, though, and broke away and up the stairs. Halfway up her shirt was off, and her bra was discarded at the top. I pulled my trousers up enough to be able to walk, and followed. By the time I got to my bedroom, she was on her back on the bed with just her white socks on. I pulled my t-shirt off, pushed my trousers down, and fell on her, kissing her hard. She opened her legs and encouraged me to rub her clit with my cock again, and I sighed as her wet cunt enveloped me once more..