Woh dhakke maarte gaye, aur kuch dhakko mein unka poora lund meri gaand mein chala gaya.Ab woh meri peeth par kiss kare jaa rahe the, aur neeche se me...i gaand mein dhakke maare jaa rahe the. Mera muh pillow mein daba hua tha, to mujhe saans bhi nahi aa rahi thi. Lekin mujhe maza bohut aa raha tha.Fir Kumar Uncle mere upar se uth gaye aur unhone meri gaand ko pakad kar peeche kheencha. Ab main ghodi ban gayi thi, aur woh tezi se meri gaand ki thukayi karne lag gaye. Woh peeche se meri gaand ki. Then I would know I just got used like the cheapest of sluts. At onepoint I tried to figure out how many men I had now helped to cum but itwas impossible. There were too many. At least 10 men a night for manyweeks now. I noticed something disconcerting too. I was getting more andmore excited sometimes. I mean from the very first I would find that Iwas wet in my panties from leaking precum after my job was done. Ichalked it up to my pretty clothes. I mean I'm not gay or anythingright? But. At home all I get is Chinese girls. I want something different, something exotic like an English girl.After wandering the streets for a while, I get on a local bus to go back to the hotel. Unbelievably crowded!I push through the smelly crowd toward the back of the bus hoping for a seat and hoping no one will spill anything on my crisp white, knee-length skirt or my lilac, silk blouse.Pushing past yet another fat man, I slide past a short, slim girl noticing her erect nipples poking through her. "Oh, don't worry," she said. "I have on nice underwear, just in case."Beth looked around."Your apartment is clean," she remarked. "Are you expecting some company this evening? Maybe later when a concert ends?"I told her I was expecting company, but more like any minute."Do you have a date tonight, too?" she teased.I told her it wasn't a date. A friend's sister was visiting for some help with homework and to use my computer."You're lying," Beth said. "You're just trying to make me jealous."I.