I don't like guys. I'm pretty sure of that. I *love* the way he's lookingat me. I don't get that."You promised to play house!" Jenny complains.Stewart...raises an eyebrow."In a bit," I placate her."And you promised to be the baby girl!" she reminds me.Stewart's eyebrow moves towards the ceiling."Baby?" he asks."Yeah," Jenny answers as she joins us.I'm dumbfounded."Katie wears diapers and rumba panties to be the baby girl!" sheexplains."Diapers?" Stewart looks to me in surprise. "Diapers?" he. I stood up and was getting ready to leave when an older manwalked in my booth and said "You are absolutely magnificent."He was sort of cute so I put my arms around his neck and kissed him,and when his tongue came out doing all the right things I stayed thereand continued to kiss him for awhile. But I really did have to leaveso I pulled myself free and told him I had to go but gave him my cellphone number, and after fixing my makeup in the bathroom I left anddrove to my usual social club and. “Aaaaahhh, nikaal yaar, maarega kya,” I screamed but to no avail. This time, he had grabbed my hips and wasn’t about to let me go anywhere. I was seeing stars in front of my eyes when I felt him pull my hips backward with a jerk. I was completely impaled on his black pole and I felt that rod slide up my ass. I felt the burning pain, as his desi cock pushed in, sliding along my rectum, opening my hole wider as it went in. I started thrashing about, the pain was so bad. He must have gotten. I am so thirsty.I see the maids spread my legs... but I feel almost paralyzed, I feel the sensations, but I cant control my body.They spray the same liquid in my pussy, and rub it in... it's not alcohol... alcohol would have burnt, but this feels slipery cold.No wait... it is warming up. I feel my pussy getting warmer and warmer, but not painfully, more like teasingly hot. One of them licks the syrop of her fingers after mixing it with my moist.I want to yell stop... but my body, my mouth.