I am now naked, as he has me move laying my head on the pillow, he stands and gets undressed, and he lubes his already hard cock. i could feel his har... dick through his pants, but i had no idea how big and what was about to hit me. He gets onto the bed and he pushes apart my legs and gets in position. As he grabs my two legs he pushes them over his shoulders and leans up above me, he shoves his tongue back in my mouth, probing my mouth, i can feel his dick rubbing on my ass hole, getting ready. "Nope." Debbie shook her head."Aren't you gonna get in trouble?" I sipped some more champagne, deciding I was going to be addicted to that stuff."Probably," Debbie shrugged. "My dad will be pissed, but I don't care. He just wants to fuck me anyway." Shit." Michael grunted."Seriously. You know what he does? He spanks me, no, he whips me. That's what he does, with his belt, for no reason at all." She took a drink. "Whips my bare butt and then afterwards he goes in the bathroom and jerks off.". I called her as chayya bhabhi. She used to prepare food and did other household chores, and as such she shared much of the responsibilities in the house. Her husband was most of the time used to be busy with his wok. Many a times chayya bhabhi used to be alone at home, as her husband generally went away for his work.She was a free and frank woman. And it was only chayya bhabhi who used to serve me the tea & dinner . So i had more communication and interaction with her in the house. Chayya. “You do that so well,” she purred, beaming at me. “You look you like you’ve just been shagged, you’d better go and get yourself straightened up.”So, I did. I rushed to get my bag and made haste for the bathroom to quickly clean her juices from my face and re-apply make-up and brush my hair.Sometime later we arrived at Cellar Wines and I was a little nervous about meeting so many new people and wondered how I would be introduced. All were there except Fran, who was expected later due to work.