This is nice. Better than my room when I was a kid.”“My room is next door. If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to ask.” Bob stepped ou... and walked down to the barroom. He knew the usual crowd would be in soon and he wanted to get some ideas out of his head. He pulled out his phone and speed dialed Doc Holliday.“Yes, Bobo?”“Can you stop by the bar soon? I wanna run something by you.”“What is it?”“I will tell you when you get here.” Bobo pressed end before Doc could say anything else.Bobo. Shabnam had never had three men doing that to her and it did feel good, very good. She closed her eyes and just let them do what they wanted to do. Shabnam moaned every time one of them fingered her pussy. Rajesh told her to watch them as they played with her pussy. Shabnam just stood there, being ‘interviewed’, watching them each slide their fingers inside the pussy and slowly fucking her with their fingers. I moaned even more. Then Rajesh and Prem pulled back her shirt and each of them. "Right. I'm Pat Lyons, qualified nurse and married. Myhusband's a computer engineer, Fred. I don't know what happened to us. We wentto bed one night and the next I remember is waking up in that awful dark room". "Samewith us. I'm Ann, married to Eddie Johnson. Both of us work as models. Clothes",she added hastily, "Advertisements". "You're about my age, I think. I'm twenty-seven". "Twoyears older, but you are much younger, dears?", Ann asked he two girls huddledclose together beside her. One of. I introduced first myself, and then Matt. I'll be damned if Matt didn't bow slightly at the waist! She was dressed in a filthy wet thick nightgown. She was shivering, but she seemed to exude confidence. I could not believe I had just been on the receiving end of a curtsy from this waif."I'll be back with something for her to wrap herself in. Then I suggest getting her into a tub, to warm her and clean her up," Matt said and took off, just like that.I made roast beef sandwiches, and the girl ate.