Dipping the tip of my finger into your hole, you gasp gripping the bed sheet. Taking my finger out quickly before you start grinding on it, I move to ...our thighs massaging them, running my hands back and forth. Digging my fingers in, back and forth, side to side. I get off your legs, flip you over and straddle your stomach.I massage your right breast, missing your nipple completely, using both hands on one, making sure to get every ounce. Your back arches into my hands. Your hands are on my. As I pulled back toget some air, my saliva stretched from my lips to his penis in stringystrands. I slurped my way back onto his shaft and licked and sucked somemore. I was in heaven.He pulled me off his tool, and stood me up in front of him. With a wickedgrin and a wink, he reached over and literally yanked my dress off. Iheard the material begin to tear, but was past caring. I could buy anotherdress. He grabbed me by my shoulders turned me around and threw me downacross the bed. There I was. But this is me, she thought, although it is not as if I am going to wear this around strangers, and none of the wives wear bras, at least while in the Retreat. Still... Before she could change her mind, she put a set of simple earrings in her ears, pulled on a pair of tight jeans, and stepped into a pair of low heels. After a couple of swipes with her hair brush to settle her hair back into place, she hurried out of the suite before she could change her mind.Over half the wives were already in. I knew that my mom was hungry for sex as my dad only used to come once every year only for a few days. That made me worried, they even got me high on 2 peg, but those 3 men were alright as if they do it every day, they started smoking bidi and gave my mom too, by this time her dupatta fell off. She was talking vulgar with them. This is where I started to feel little numb as I don’t drink too.They started touching my mom, afterwards as I learned one of them was “Ramanuj” 2nd man was “Pritam” and.