I thought that someone had heard her voice and come to see what was happening. I immediately stopped fucking the sexy Punjabi woman Surabhi and ran to...the door.I looked through the keyhole. It was Rooby. I opened the door. She came inside and told Surabhi, “You are making so much noise.”Surabhi told her, “Didi iska bohat mota lund hai, dard ho raha hai mujhe.” (Sister, his cock is very big. It is giving me pain).Rooby came to the sofa, removed her pants, and told Surabhi to suck her pussy. She. * I was in the kitchen, doing dishes, when he came home. He took his jacket and tie off, draping them on the couch. He walked up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. He kissed my neck, and slid his hands down into my skirt. "You know, I loved my lunch, and my treat you gave me. I wanted to come home all day and repay you. I needed you." He was rubbing my clit with his fingers, oh how good it felt. I moaned as he pinched my clit. "I needed you, I didn't want to leave. I can never get. ................ Chapter2Stacy awake from her slumber sweating. It was the same dream she had been having every night now for almost a week. It was always the same!!!!She was alone in a dark room, her body being caressed by unseen hands, unsure of who they belonged to or even how many just knowing the wondrous sexual pleasure they were giving her. She would reach out and try to grab them, but she was always unable. Finally her hand would manage to grab something, a rock hard cock the instantly. Here I was witnessing the most sexually explicit act I hadever seen, and I was worrying how overweight I would look if ever I weresubjected to the same abuse. ?Forget it girl?,I told myself. Do you seriously think you would allow yourself to be abusedlike that by another person? Not bloody likely. But even as I silentlychastised myself and wanted to leave my young tenants to their sexuallysadistic games, I could not divert my eyes from what I was witnessing. Despite myself, Ifound my eyes.