One of the guys (Guy #2) told, “Why are you crying now darling? Just enjoy”. Immediately 2 of them (Guy #3 and #4) pulled me out of my sari. I kep... grabbing on it to keep my dignity. It was ironical that the sari that I was not ready to wear an hour back I wanted to keep it clutched on me. They pulled the sari out of my hands. Then Main Guy came and almost tore my blouse open. He then pulled down the petticoat.Now they all stared at me at my sluttly bra and panty with the ass almost open for. Parsons and I started talking more out on the golf course. There was no one behind us anyway, so we talked in the cart between shots. She started telling me about how happy her early childhood had been, before she started getting depressed a lot. It had begun for her when she was thirteen years old."One day I woke up, and my childhood was gone forever. I'd been such a happy girl up until then. At first, my parents thought it was just a phase I was passing through, but it kept getting worse. I. Playfully biting into her. Goosebumps could be seen on her body and ass. Kept licking and nibbling on her delicate part until she recovered."Oh my!!! That was great!! A little over the top for me but one of the strongest orgasms i ever had since i can remember!" she exclaimed."Hehe! I can see that. Its been a long while for u and u deserved that!" i said.She smiled and gave me a kiss before requesting for a missionary. I suggested the spoon position but was rejected. But its alright for me. Her. The other more prominent part of my mind was trying desperately to get out of the shackles. I was forcing my right hand to slither out of its confines. One time long ago I had dislocated my thumb in softball practice and since then it had been looser, and I was sure I could dislocate it again and shimmy out of it. Just then the door clanged, I readjusted to make it look like I had just struggled with it but I was sure I could get out of it if necessary. Then the door swung open and in came a.