She saw side ways and greeted me in a soft manner. I gave my id card as proof and number she gave me the room key and as there was no service guy of t...at lodge she took the key and asked me to follow her.As my room was on 4th floor, we took the lift and I was only seeing her from the back as she stood in front of me.She was dresses in sky blue silk saree and a rose on her head.She asked me to take luggage and follow her she showed me the room and left away while she was leaving her saree pallu. She stepped closer to the mirror and began examining her face with agreat intensity. There was nothing of note to see there and sheswallowed hard over that. Not even any residual redness to indicatewhere the tattoos had been removed. Now she'd have to always apply theblush and foundation to her checks herself. And she'd have to applythe eyeliner now that the tattoos of them had been removed. Part ofher was glad she'd not been conscious while the tattoo removal processhad happened as it was. . Oh god she couldn't even bring herself to remember. Her pussy had been fucked with a love toy and then she was inflated wider than she could believe and forced to deliver a dirty big rubber ball.Now she screamed again from this new indignity, her face down on the mattress her thin arms clenching the metal bed stand. She was waiting for some fucking pervert to turn up to do God knows to her, while another one passed the time trying to pull the massive butt plug from her sore ass. She gritted. I wondered what in me had changed. I was desperate to do what I did. I wanted more cock. I was a slut for the big cocks. I tried to imagine a dozen big, thick, throbbing, black cocks filling me. I felt my anus get tight as arousal began to fill me. Wendy then entered the room. She grabbed my hand, pulled me from the bed and out the door. She was wearing a silk see thru robe. She pulled me off her husband's cock saying, “Sorry guys, but we girls need time to get ready for our special night..