To find the crate with the condoms was nearly impossible. I didn't even know what I was looking for. I went up to one of the workers who knew Hindi, "...ey, the boss is looking for the condoms to send off, you seen em?" I hoped he couldn't see through my lie."Yeah, inside that warehouse, there will be canteens which have them." He said. I thanked him and ran towards the warehouse where we were supposed to be moving the supplies the U.S sends into it. I looked around, and just like he said, I. Lyn said " Jenny, take your panties off and stand against that frame, push yourself against it and reach forward to near the mirror! Mike, strap her down please! Tanya, you go and lie on that whipping bench and remove your knickers!" Lyn tied Tanya down with soft rope, watched as Mike secured Jenny with a wide leather strap around her middle, two well spread thigh restraints above her knees (she was almost on tip-toe) and two leather manacles for her wrists, Jenny had a view through the mirror. My hand probed the crack of the butts. Sunita trembled for a second. I pressed her shoulders down to make her kneel, brought her face near my dick. Without any hesitation Sunita parted the lips to take the shaft in her mouth. But it was too much for the little mouth. Still she tried hard to take in maximum and worked in and out with it. I jerked with the kind of pleasure that I had experienced for the first time. I could see her holding my butts tight and her fingers going in, perhaps touching. After a few minutes of hesitation and a bit of awkwardness, we found a rhythm and I can tell you it felt great. We were both moaning in pleasure. It was hard to tell which of us was penetrated the deepest. I tried to imagine Helen and Anna: two ballets dancers fucking each other’s ass with a dildo like we were doing but 30 or 40 years ago. I felt Helen’s hand against the inside of my thigh. She had reached between her legs and was seeing if she could feel my cunt. We moved so we got closer and,.