I started to get up when he shoved some panties into my face and I realized they were mine."There is cum on these. Who's is it?" he demanded and slapp...d me."I..."I never got the chance to answer. He ripped my T-shirt off my chest along with my bra. I slapped at him but he grabbed my arms and wrapped them with a rope he had tied to my headboard. He tied my arms together. I started kicking him and he punched me in the stomach, and I cried out as he yanked my pants down and off my legs. I started. There were girls dancing on the poles and about a dozen guys already throwing money at them as they shook their asses.I gulped. I had to admit the girls were sexy. Three danced on the floor together. Each wearing different colors of fish nets and equally sexy outfits. One had dark skin while the other two were white. And my bisexual pussy was already getting wet from watching them.I made my way over to the bar as the men started calling out for a three way kiss.Ash was nowhere to be seen."Hi,. She said that she likes her hair very much that from school she was maintaining it properly. She kept going on about the other maintenance things but I lost myself at that point. All I was thinking was that me smelling her shiny black hair and holding it in my hands while I fuck her pussy in doggie. I was daydreaming when she suddenly asked something to me. I started to blink and rolled my eyes from left to right. She laughed at my expression and said I am cute. Abhijeet was noticing all these. Aalia had heard too much of Padma’s side of the conversation. “Her husband must be a monster!” she thought. Moments later in the conference room, Aalia was fiddling with the projection screen while Padma set up the presentation on her computer. Committee members had already begun filing into the room. Aalia sneaked a discreet kiss onto Padma’s cheek. “I know you’ll knock ’em dead, Padma,” she whispered. “Thank you, Aalia,” Padma smiled, grateful for the encouragement. “Excuse me,” boomed a.