We both drank the tea in the same mug. We both glued our eyes to each other, like new lovers. I had not felt such attraction even to my husband. He re...oved my saree, bit by bit and moment by moment. His hands went about my body, touching me in parts which were not touched by anyone.Normally, foreigners would pull away my clothes; remove their clothes and push their cocks inside my soft pussy. The only thing they found pleasure was in biting me on my tits. When I would scream in displeasure,. ...” I did not have to say anything more they were scattering around instantly, some pulled their phones out, and put their heads in it, some started reading books all that and more... Now the atmosphere was hot and tense, they started anticipating that I would be wearing that sexy nighty in the coupe itself. But I just sat there with the nightie on my lap and enjoyed their looks. Like I said used to be the collage cycle and had been gangbanged multiple times so to be semi-naked in front of a. "Hi, I'm Carrie," she said holding out her hand.I took it and shook it, trying to be dainty. Carrie wasn't and gave my hand a manly grip and a vigorous shake."Jane," I responded."Yes, I heard you say to Miss K. So, you're one of the new girls then?" I suppose so. What was that all about?" I asked."Oh that was Miss K's special greeting. She must see you as a threat - not all the girls get a personal greeting from the Queen Bitch," Carrie responded."Why does she view me as a threat. And a threat. Offering just the token resistance that I believe a sleeping man would exert, I obediently move with a little groan and resume my regular breathing. She has me where she wants me now and she slowly molds her body to mine, her big soft breasts crushed against my back. I can feel her breath on my neck, warm and irregular.Her hand comes around my middle caressing my chest and playing with my nipples. After a few seconds of that, her hand snakes down to my crotch and she moves her finger from root.