A black lace top and of course my light brown shoulder-length wig and my make-up. I was in a bit of a horny mood so I went for the red lipstick and li... gloss to give them a sparkle, red nail varnish with black eye liner, mascara and eye shadow. This was topped off with some foundation for a nice complexion. I was puttering around the house doing some cleaning while watching day time TV when the door bell rang. I stopped and turned to the door wondering who on earth it could be. I ran to the. I felt my butt cheeks being spread, then I could feel something being pressed against my asshole and slightly enter me. Then lots of laughter from the bikers watching who were recovering for thier next turn on me or still waiting for thier first. "Brother, thats gonna be so fucking messy....," some one said. Ghost was almost to the point of filling my throat when I felt something very cold, definitly a liquid, enter my ass. I could hear the bottle being squeezed, then squeezed again and again.. Then suddenly, while being fucked, her eyes went to the window and she saw me. I was shocked and went inside that moment.I was actually feeling a little awkward and scared too. Then suddenly after around half an hour I heard the doorbell ring and when I opened rekha was standing. I thought that I would get a scolding but she herself was feeling ashamed and she entered my house. She took a seat on the chair out in the dining hall and started crying. I was actually confused to what was happening. Several of the towns nearby had used driven pipes to go deep enough to tap artesian water, and we wanted to do the same. The water from that deep was safe enough for direct consumption, so we wanted to go that route.Unfortunately, none of us knew how to do that, so we found a company that had been in that business and paid their shop a visit. We found the necessary equipment to drive in the pipe and a gracious plenty of pipe in stock. We were really lucky to find a complete set of instructions.