Moti kaki muttered, “Babu aapna kapda dedo, main sukha deti hun” (Child, give me your clothes, I’ll hang them to dry). I got up and started unbu...toning my white shirt, untucked it from my pants and handed it to her, standing shirtless in front of her. I was confident about my body and being shirtless was usual at the gym and home. “Bacha, pant bhi shukha deti hun” (Child, I’ll hang the pants also), she said. I was taken aback but I also felt it was good to dry off the pants, so I unbuttoned my. My father had died 2 years ago of a heart attack right in the middle of fucking his secretary. You could say he went out with a bang!We moved last year from the big city into the countryside to get away from all the hustle and bustle to the peace and quiet. The insurance that dad had left us had set us up for the rest of our life without any money worries which was good. My story began about 2 months after our move to the countryside. It was a lazy hot summer's day and there I was sitting on. More interest was being shown to me by men, although I was also feeling randy, I tried to control my urges. After all as the supposed hostess, I wanted to be careful not to offend anyone by being selective. One of the men who showed an interest in me was Cecil, Diane’s husband. He wasn’t overly touchy, yet his fingers were manipulative enough to cause some nice feelings in me. I wondered how Diane felt about it, and noticed she was also attracting other men. So far other than guests exposing. By midnite she texts me. "This club sux, no good money here. Cum get me." I pick her up and shes pissed. After getting fired from her gold mine, $1000 dollar a nite Stateline Showgirls, she doesn't want to work at lame Deja Vu. They enforce the rules here. She tells me Rob wants to come fuck her in our room. Its cool coz he don't care if I film them. He shows up minutes after we arrive. She begins with lovely sucking his monster cock as our camera rolls. It takes her 5 minutes to get his snake.