So I called Veronica and she said “Ooh, a foursome. With Lucy. I'm soo in” and I said “That's not what I said” and she said “I know. And I c...n't. I'm in London, darling.”And I said “Really?” and she said “Yeah. Visiting granny” and I said “Oh okay”.So I asked Cait and she said “No. Nuh-uh, no way” and I said “Why not?” and she said “I don't even like Lucy” and I said “You don't even know Lucy” and she said “I know she's the girl of your dreams” and I said “Cait, come on. She's not”.Then I said. Melody didn't demur the stranger's actions, too upset to care. Nikki left her hand on Melody's back as a sign of support.Taking a gulp of vodka herself, Nikki glanced briefly into the distance, caught in a memory, before coming back to the present. "He really is an asshole, you know," she began to confer to the upset girl. "I know, too."Melody swigged again from her bottle, processing the newcomer's comment, before looking Nikki in the eyes. "You mean... he..."Nikki slowly nodded her head.. I say and hang my head shamefully. I feel my pants being unzipped and open my eyes to see Felicia undoing them with her sharp teeth. My heart is in my knees and I turn to jelly. I close my eyes and pinch myself, expecting to wake up. I open them and see Felicia fumbling with my boxers and almost faint. What… Uhhmm… What are you doing? I ask her, my cock harder than a rock. Paying back my debt. She smiles and winks before she slips my erection into her mouth. Electricity runs through my veins. ”Sardar ne mujhe fir se ek kass kar jhapad mara aur bola “Dekh, jyada nakhro maat kar. Hum jo bolte hai wesa kar, aaj tharo majo leungo. Fir tane jane dungo.” Main boli,“Dekho, please mujhe maat marna, aap jesa bologe main wesa karungi.” Sardar kafi hatta katta tha, aur karib 35-40 saal ka hoga.Woh bohot kala tha, aur muscular body wala tha. Woh karib 5 feet 7 inch ka hoga. Badri bola, “Sardar, aap aaj iske maje karoo, ye khas apke liye hai.” Sardar bola “Beta, main akela kyu? Tu bhi maje lena.