I was in a lust on overload and I couldn’t get enough of it. Everyone of them knew what turned me on, and they didn’t hold back. As they proceeded...to take me to beyond heaven, I had all those warm excited bodies to feel. I had a nice big hardon right by my face. I stroked it and gently pulled it closer to me. I let it happen….. and began to suck on it. I told myself it was mine anyway, I owned it from the start, so why not enjoy it.….It was over the top exciting as I closed my eyes and sucked. That is so sweet. You know I oil my hair 3 times a week. But Mr. Banerjee does not like long hair so oiling it is out of question”I dared and replied “Miss call me when you want to oil your hair”Of now shut up” she replied.Just then she rested against me and my hardon rubbed her shoulders. I am sure she could feel it.Arun okay, you oil my hair every saturday, but keep it confidential”she said.ofcourse” I repliedi then said “Miss can I tell you comething if you do not mind”Go ahead” she saidmiss. It was an unforgettable sight, delightfully feminine and rotund buttocks encased in pink, lace-trimmed panties, smooth and plump bare white thighs, full shapely legs in sheer black nylons and the toes of pretty black sandals touching the floor. Snickers, titters and giggles from the onlookers only served to make the ordeal worse for the blushing and miserable young woman."Now, girls, I trust I have the authority to remove the final barrier to a truly effective spanking!!" Frank spoke in a. Maybe.We went over with take after take of this one action scene. I had to stay because I was in it. It wasn't bad acting on anyone's part, either, just a series of bad luck things that needed to be fixed before we could put it in the can. Time is money, and so is the cost of a stunt coordinat, especially one who could coach me through the finer points of a bow and arrow.I was finally released. I called the airport right away. Miracle of miracle, their flight was running behind due to bad.