A hand stopped me and another took my wrists and secured a leather cuff around each one. They did the same with my ankles. My arms were attached to so...ething solid over my head. I could turn my hands enough in the cuffs to hold on to the rod. I thought Adam must have been planning this for a while as I tried to steady myself against the adrenaline rushing through my body. Hands ran up and down my legs separating them and securing them to something else on the floor. Searching fingers explored. ”“You’re my kind of wife!” Karen smiled and began sucking on him. As his cock grew in her mouth, her hand went under the woman’s short-hemmed dress. She spread her legs as she stood, fingers exploring her dry pussy.Inside, Dan used the washroom and checked on Scott, Vicky, Craig and Pam. The four had enjoyed dancing with the other’s spouse and fucked, picked up a different sex partner and were fucking at their table. Dan walked out the back door and around the building to watch Karen.She was. But it was a job.Anyway, thats not really what this story is about. We pulled into Kingston harbor one morning, loaded with about 400 barrels for distribution on the island- barrels are a unit of shipping for people, and Jamaicans living in the United States often send barrels of items to their relatives in Jamaica, because products are much cheaper off the island than on. That’s true for many Caribbean countries.The bulk of our cargo for the island was used automobiles from the American. Jaisa ki main usse real love karta tha my intension was not that bad like fuck her. But situation hi kuch aisi huee. She never used to go with any friend for a lunch or dinner. But once on my birthday maine usse juice pine saath jane ki liye razi kar liya. Second day kuch ladke mujhe mile aur mere saath mar pit ki aur bola ki next time Saleha ke saath mat dikhna. Maine socha ki jab Saleha ka koi boyfriend nahi to phir kaun hai jo iss tarah mujhe dhamki de raha hai. Saleha se hi mujhe malum hua.