It didn't start kicking till later,much later. She knew.So when She entered, there were only four people. Her, two guys at thebar, whose eyes rolled u... and down Her, and made her tingle, andRandolf Grey. He was seated at a table, slight, stooped, old, young,forlorn.She put on a smile, kindly. "Randy?" She said shyly, slyly, not at all.Randy turned. Looked up. Looked down. Skated a glance at Her boots.Shakily, looked up again. "Ms Alexandria?" Yes."Dumbly, he got out of his chair, knocking it. She hoped the men would just leave her alone. She felt a hand on her ass, and tried to struggle away. The voice asked, How much to touch her ass?? Ajay told him it was free. She soon felt an unknown number of hands all over her as! S. How could this be happening to her?Priya made no sound, and did not move a muscle. She thought if she acted like a complete dead-fuck, the men would be not bother her. She would not give them the pleasure of knowing her humiliation. She heard the sound of a coin. She was dressed in a short black, classic 'french-maid' outfit complete with petticoats, frilly white cap and apron. Her breasts were popping out of the low cut top and I could not stop staring at them.She smiled and called my attention to her legs. She lifted up her petticoats and showed me her stocking tops. My heart almost stopped and I let out a small gasp when I saw the perfect symmetry of her nylons on those perfect legs in their hi-heels.She asked me if they looked 'OK' or should she. “I have an idea,” I said.I pulled her down until I could get my lips on hers. In the process it altered the angle of attack on her clit and let her put her hands on the bed under my armpits.Turns out that’s a great position to let a girl hump the fuck out of a penis in her. Within thirty seconds she was slobbering all over my lips and whining so much that I grabbed my pillow and pulled it over the back of her head, sealing the ends against the sides of our faces.By now she was just going wild,.