Desai got more excited and kissed her thigh now. Shweta jumped at this but was pushed back into the bed by an aggressive Desai who said, “Where are ...you going? Enjoy the movie sweetheart.”The video playback continued with her getting into the shower and turning it on. As the water wet her shirt it became more and more transparent. It hugged her body tightly and every curve started showing clearly. Her skin was clearly visible through the wet material now wherever it stuck to her body. Her face. I certainly did look good, Jim had left some makeup and I applied it as best I could. Some color on my eyes and cheeks, and bright red lipstick. I looked again and couldn’t see me anymore. All I saw was a whore. Tears welled up in my eyes, as my cock throbbed mercilessly.I looked for the list Jim had said I’d find. It read:Serve drinks and food as needed. (Everything is in the kitchen.) Empty ashtrays. Be respectful, and polite. Keep in mind, whore that you are my property, and as such you WILL. She was wearing a legging and kurta and I was wearing t-shirt and jeans.We hugged each other and when I was progressing to smooch her she resisted later we hugged more passionately as it was very cold in the flow we started smooching like amateurs then it was a proper one with exchange of saliva we continued like animals, With a tongue fight it was getting hot I cupped her boobs on top of her Kurta and she opened her eyes to stop it but there was a lust filled in her eyes and she closed her. The other boys took the same attitude, that if it was fun and clean then go for it. They had no moral objection and it was great entertainment for us girls.Each year Paula and I had our secret tryst with the lifesavers who were now a couple of local tradesmen. They would take us to a small secluded beach and fuck us there. I had intended that I’d only do this once during the holiday but Ash had become such a hot little slut, I thought she might like it as well. Hence, after our first encounter.