I carried her from the car to inside her home, carefully depositing her on the lounge chair. Sitting on the ottoman, I carefully removed her shoes and...socks, noticing that a slight bruise was already forming on her affected ankle."Have you some ice in the freezer?" I asked her.She started to say that she could manage, but I cut her off and told her that I would make sure she was OK before I left, and that included getting some treatment for her ankle.I left her to retrieve the ice from the. I was eager to do a libation. In fact, I need to do a libation very badly!"I'm going to run a few errands," I heard my wife say from behind me as she stood in the doorway of the bedroom."Okay," I replied, feeling that strange mixture of both sexual frustration and longing to have sex once again with my wife (which I knew would never happen now), and that equally strange exhilaration of submitting myself to Brother Dexter as I had!Once my wife had left, I lit the two candles on the altar table,. Uncle Birju – Haan Cap. Ayesha bas aise hi karti raho. Ahhh. Taiyar rehna main jaldi jhadne wala hun.Cap. Ayesha – Glug…glug…glug…. (Birju ka lund ab deep throat karte hue). Haan Birju mujhe tumhara saara cum peena hai. Ek bhi boondh girne nahi dungi meh. Aur zor se chodo mere muh ko.Uncle Birju – Agar mere virya ki ek boondh bhi tere muh se tapki toh maar dalunga tujhe. Ek kaam karte hain main directly tere peth mein hi jhadta hun. Fir tere paas aur koi chaara nahi rahega mera virya pura peene. He stopped to watch a woman slouched against a wall, fucking her pussy with a beer bottle. Rivulets of beer ran down her inner thighs. A man wearing a Santa hat licked it up. Hands cuffed behind him.Women and men covered in body paint carried trays of champagne, weaving through people. I grabbed a couple of glasses for us. I was hot and thirsty. I searched for Jared in the crush of people.Black leather love seats lined the walls and people draped haphazardly over them. I found an empty one and.