There she came, in a red saree with straigh hairs , lipstick to make me crazy and kajal to made me fell in love with her It started with a hi that day...we talked laughed and after an hour of talking her maid left the house , she asked me for lunch and we sat on the table both were happy and talking nicely I was just simply starring at her and she was smiling when she done with her lunch and was about to leave the table I hold her hand pulled her towards me she laughed saying hey , what !I was. "I mean, that's what you are, right Katie? A slut? Would a cool career woman and proper wife be just about to come on a thick finger in her hot fuck hole?" Noooo!" I moaned, needing him to push me just a little further."Would a nice society girl beg someone besides her husband to make her come with his hand?" Noooooooo" I moaned longer and louder.I tried to focus -- to think of something that would scare him off. "Don't do this, Ken," I said -- even as he rubbed my creaming pussy, "I could. “Members welcome to this evening, tonight we have taken a plain wallflower and converted her into an Orchid of a slut, as you can see she is so keen her legs are glistening in the lights with her necta flowing with anticipation, let us hope she does not drop those weights! Without further ado let her tormentors begin they’re magic”Three enormous men in skin tight satin outfits and leather hoods enter the stage and bow to the audience, all the lights go out except the spotlight fixed firmly on. She asked me to teach her. What a man can do when a lovely lady with the sexy dress asking to teach her. But with great difficult I composed myself calm and asked her what u want. I don’t want to spoil the friendship for this. Suddenly on Yahoo messenger Raghu called Nithya. I asked her to chat with him and started leaving. But she hold my hand asked me to stay there and help her in chatting. On her touch my dick was troubling my shorts. Raghu started sending messages. After asking health of.