Dhruv’s family was here in Hong Kong for many years. His father and uncles were running a chain of restaurants in Hong Kong. His family was living i... some other part of the city.He lived here alone and managed the small cafeteria owned by his family with the help of some workers, and practiced taekwondo and taught dance in his spare time.We shared names, our backgrounds and I introduced him to my group. We met with his friends too and we all started hanging out together. We all were foreigners. I bent down to help her back onto her feet. In the process, her lifeless arms flung everywhere, one of her hands accidentally grazed one of my boobs. The match had been struck, because I was certainly on fire. Being this close to her with my hands around her slim waist and consuming her strawberry fragrance, all my mind could fathom was how edible she was. But what really melted my heart (and soaked my panties) was the moment our eyes met. She was still strikingly gorgeous with her disheveled. So it caught me by surprise when she raised the subject, with all four of us sitting around the fire pit.I had never seen Mirella drunk so I don’t know how far gone she was, other than it not affecting her speech, but it must have had an effect because she didn’t even pause before telling Laura exactly what caused it, in graphic detail. Very graphic. Listening made me wet, Laura too. Deke just sat sipping whisky and listening. Then of course Mirella credited me with the whole thing and suddenly. Mrs. Wellington couldn’t believe it, that big cock in her hand and the girl making her stroke it. She felt it flex in her hand. She naturally gripped it tighter."Oh, Ella. Oooooh," Steven groaned."What? No. No, that’s not… I’m not…" she tried to say, but couldn’t. She tried pulling her hand away but struggled.One of the other girls grabbed her by the hips as she struggled to pull her hand away. Suddenly, she lost her balance as Cindy quickly moved up closer and to the side.She had to hold.