'AAAYYYYYYYIIIIEEEEEE' she shouted, 'SIR IT IS HURTING'.'Stop what?' Arti laughed cynically, 'MD's lund is in Malti's choot. Swami she is no longer a ...irgin. Sit down and have another drink and watch. You are already bankrupt why do you want to lose your job also'.Swami fell back on his chair muttering, 'Oh my god. Oh my god. H... H... How did it happen'.Arti was enjoying her self. Driving the nail deeper into him she said, 'You don't know? The MD pushed his laurda into Malti's virgin choot and. She ignored that fact completely and pressed herself closer to me, kissing me softly and stroking my hair. We lay motionless for a few minutes, in a state of suspended animation, quiet and strangely fulfilled, until I felt I should return the favour and turned her on her back. I propped myself up on my left arm and roamed her body with my right hand, finding one wet patch after the other on her clothes from my profuse outburst, then slipping it under her jumper and revelling in the warm soft. She nodded her agreement and followed as he began to lead them down the curving walkway, spiralling downwards a good three or four full rotations around the central axis before they finally reached the bottom. The ramp opened out into a big room, big double doors at the end with smaller entrances on the flanking walls, the entire right hand side darkened after the loss of power.An upraised curved dais sat in the middle of the room, with a bulky six limbed Kirrix operating hexagonal buttons on. One woman, bronzed and golden blond, wore a thong with a top that consisted of little red triangles of fabric that barely covered more than her nipples. She strolled along the poolside right in Danny’s sight. His eyes flickered in her direction but then returned to Christie. She reached the bottom step, pushed off into a smooth breast stroke, and headed for the waterfall. Christie stood beneath it, cool water flowing over her head and torso. Soon Danny joined her. ‘I was just thinking,’ she.