I was holding her head and helping her.After 5 minutes or so, it was my turn. I made her stand and made her face the wall. I was behind her. She bent ...ver the wall like she was seeing from the wall. Kissing her back, I lifted her saree and pulled her panty down. She bent ever more, giving a clearer view of her vagina.I rubbed my finger on her pussy and then put my tongue into her pussy, moving in and out. She was moaning in a low volume so that no one could not hear the sound. Then I put my. When the time came we started well. In the sets we made the men look clumsy. We didn’t overdo it. We were very subtle. Even so the audience began to laugh. When we started circling we wrapped our scarves around the men, forcing them to circle with us. Then came my revenge! The ‘Hungarian’ women danced on and formed up one behind each man. We started to drape our scarves on their shoulders and the ‘Hungarians’ blindfolded each man tightly. We spun each man round and tied his wrists. As we. .. then I put the mug down to start ripping off my own clothes.In a moment I was on the floor with her naked, tanned-blonde body, again. Her strong, energetic, tanned-all-over body. My rock-hard cock was easing into her and her hands were urging me on as the sensations flooded over me, again.Her fragrance, her sounds, the feel of her as she writhed and gasped happily, were all real. The grip of her creamy pussy was real too, and soon I was cumming euphorically with her again as she thrust up. How many Servicers were in the waiting room when your number was called?” I asked, gathering my genitals and rolled back over toward her. I didn’t feel like checking the queue on the other side of my bed. “Only 2, Master, but it is still early. I’m sure more will arrive at THEIR times...”, she replied with a pout. She had a set amount of time with me, and I was wasting some of it, while I was asking about the next girls in line. Not cool, as people from your era would say. She knew she was.