She knew that from their bare hands and the slits in their ski-masks baring their flat noses and big lips.The biggest man, the one with the chilling v...ice, knelt beside her. His eyes traveled the length of her body lingering on her exposed camisole - her jacket had been pulled open - and the large expanse of uncovered thigh made visible by her disheveled skirt. He was smiling. Slowly, he reached out and tugged her skirt down below her stocking tops. Bile welled up in her throat and she felt her. I try to keep them closed, not wanting a single tear to fall. Something tells me that if it were, it would be seen. If one fell to the ground that it would be heard.The deafening silence other than the few sounds seems to cause my head to ache. The thoughts that flood my mind. The visions of the room being filled with people watching, observing ... being entertained by me. By my terror.Flash after flash.Image after image.In my mind, I can see a man grinning at me, watching my frail form tremble. Aman inserted his tongue even further inside. Amrita’s clit was flowing with juices. Aman licked them all clean and kept licking her.He suddenly felt Amrita’s body trembling. Amrita had a sensation she could not comprehend. She was getting high, it was as if her mind was on drugs. Her body was shaking uncontrollably and her hands slipped. She fell backward on her table and kept shaking.Her orgasm lasted to what she felt eternity. She just lay there, feeling so quiet and peaceful. She was on. Her boobs were round and large. Too big for one hand to hold, but not drooping down, her nipples were like pointing fingers, they were dark and brown in colour. Her nipples were hard and long and she had big areola with stiff hard areola spots responding to the cool air. I slipped my top off as she tugged at my belt and threw my trousers down with my boxers exposing my bouncing cock. She moaned seductively as she wanked it in her hand, pulling my foreskin back to expose the throbbing red.