I could not do anything about it. They were really enjoying all my curves. The guys' eyes traveled to my tits, deep naval, ass and pussy. I tried to c...ose my legs, but was unable to do so. I shave my pubic hairs and they really liked it. One of them said, "Look, the bitch shaves her pubes. Her pussy looks so lovely without hairs on it. She's a real slut!" One of them suddenly held my right nipple and pinched it hard. The mere pain made my lips form a 'O'. Then he continued to. Sushma tried to come closer to me,like touching my hand,rubbing her self to me while crossing.changing clothes in front of me,and so on. One day,sushma had been to a interview & I brought prone dvd and watched and had enough sex with my wife.and forgot the dvd in the player,the next day sushma came back. Asusal we went to work, and she on the tv.she saw the film and mastrubated,and slept naked as we used to come home only in the evening. For my luck,some one of our company died & we were given. He removes his hand from my flesh. Now I draw in a sputtering, fearful breath. One foot now between my own, his right foot, kicking gently, spreading me apart by degrees. My hands go to the wooden crossbeam before me, as though drawn my a puppeteer's strings. Only the rest of my body shakes now. I want so much to scream out, to ruin this all by pleading for it all to end. My hands on the wood, worn smooth as leather with age and use, (I feel as though placed in stocks). My buttocks shove. Her father had kept their intended betrothal a secret. "How did know about that?" Julia asked trying to hide her shock. Smiling confidently Pysus replied, "I am not a fool Julia. Your father hopes by making Pompeii his son in law that it will make him his ally instead of his enemy. It makes sense politically for him for it would make a powerful enemy a useful ally. The problem it is doomed to fail. Pompeii like your father is a man of great ambition. Confrontation between the two is inevitable..