A great warmth washed over Veena then. Veena walked silently through the bedroom door, towards the sound of running water . She made it all the way to...the door and paused before peering around it. There she saw me through the fogged glass of the shower stall. I was standing with my back to her, lathering up my hair. I was a big man, muscular build and about 200lbs. Veena could make out my shape, and see the dark tan of my skin. Then I turned around and changed Veena's life forever. From her. . I wonder what your doing with them. I start to imagine that you, after sniffing and sucking my wetness off them, you wrap them around your cock. You start to tease your cock wanting this to last. You oil your hand and cock imagining that it's my hot wet pussy.... My eyes shut as my fingers play in my wetness, making my pussy and chair all messy and sticky. My pussy lips all slick and wet. I cup my pussy feeling the heat comming from it. My finger starts to circle my clit... not quite. Fay giggled. ‘You have the white one Jack, black matches my outfit.’ added Fay pulling at his cuff to fold it and thread a cufflink through. Jack watched Fay fuss over his dress shirt, he liked it. Holding out a hand, he caressed her face and looking up, met her lips with his own. ‘What was that for?’ asked Fay a little perplexed. ‘Do I have to have a reason?’ replied Jack assertively. Fay melted a little, she smiled and felt the click of the cufflink in her hand. ‘There you are done. You. She rolled off the large pillow to her knees as she rose to her feet. She walked deliberately, though a bit wobbly, to Goran without a further glance to the men who were again lounging on other pillows and being served drink by slaves.Arriving where Goran and Santini sat in chairs, she obediently resumed the kneeling presentation position. With her spread knees, she was very aware the leaking cum from her fucking was dripping to the floor below her. She discretely looked up at Goran who had.