Now I was standing naked in front of so many drunk men. This turned me on so much that my pussy was literally leaking of my juices.I knew it was going...to be a long night. I went to the room again and gulped down another quarter of the bottle and came back to dance. But this time, all the men had their hands over their cocks, waiting for me!I just came and started to dance. I moved my hips, rubbed my ass over the men who were standing. I shook my boobs, spread my legs and started masturbating in. It’s late in the day but if you stop back tomorrow I can have something to start adjusting.”We thanked her and left. The Warriors were usually quite abrupt and the villagers were used to it. But, I wasn’t. I stopped at the door and turned to her, “Thank you. I know it is special work but it really will be better for me.”“Not at all, dear. How is it going for you out there with those men?”“Oh, fine. They are very nice to me. We fit well together. I couldn’t be happier.” I turned and left before. Choochiyanbra main buri tarah uth-baith rahi thi. Mera lund ab tight hokarlamba aur mota ho gaya tha. Bhabhi ne malish karwate huwepoochha, “tumko achha lag raha hai Pawan?”“haan Bhabhi.”“tum apne bhai se bahut achhi malish kar rahe ho. Thoda niche dabao.”Main haath ko niche le gaya tu laga jannat main pahunch gaya hoon.Mera haath Bhabhi ki gulabi chikni gand par tha. Shayad Bhabhimalish ke bahane dhire-dhire mujhe apne liye taiyyar kar rahi thi.Main Bhabhi ki gaand dabane laga. Wah pyaar se. They talked for a long while, an hour, maybe two. It was strange, to hear them talking such normal talk of life, catching up as old friends are want to do, while I lay there as my owner's footstool. In my imposed, immobile silence, I had plenty of time for my inner conflicts to rage. Part of me longed to escape the humiliation, yet another wished to wallow in the degradation, enjoying being furniture to my master. Part of me longed to escape the boredom, while another was enjoying listening to,.