You remember the first day that you saw her.It was at a party one college night. You were not the type to party a lot but that night felt like going. ...t wasn’t much different from other ones a lot of making out, booze and loud music. You stayed alone for most of the party except rare occasions were somebody recognized you and you had a little chat with them. You were thinking about leaving soon, finding this party also very boring and uneventful until you looked by the table that several people. There were all the men! Mark led them into the room. I felt my blood flow faster and my pussy grow wet. Ohhhhh yes, here comes all the cock, I thought. I licked my lips u*********sly. Once the last man filed into the room, all eyes were on me. I instantly began to play with myself. Getting off on the knowledge I was going to be wearing all that cum! I slipped my fingers down to my smooth pussy and began to rub around my already swollen clit. I kept my eyes on all the naked men, watching their. I also saw a large package of bandages, big enough to fill almost half of the bag, as well as strong sturdy rope. I had no idea what possible use she would have for this.I set the bag back down and looked about the room for a different item that might have been the "purse" she referred to, when I heard Monik's voice."Lori," she said.I turned around in surprise."Bring the purse," she said.I stared at her questioningly. Monik stood in the doorway, holding an old folded up dirty blanket. She. She was quite pretty and unlike other moms, she had a great figure of 36-30-36 and resembled the Indian actress Tisca Chopra. I never had wrong intentions for her as I was close to Karan. She must be 43 or 44 years old and fair-complexioned. When our college internship started, I joined Garima aunty’s garment business to assist her.I would travel to work with her in her BMW car and she would drop me home every evening. This got me more closer to her as I was spending most of the time with her..