He thought geeta was on bed and he fucked me. They were like, “What the Fuck????” I said, “ it was an excellent fuck”. Uncles and middle aged ...men fuck awesome. We spoke for few mins and left from there. Harsha was driving and I and chaitu sat behind. Chaitu started to smooch over my dress and pulled my panty to a side and started fingering me. I was moaning mmmmmm, aaaahhhhhh hhhhhhmmmmmmmmm deepeeerrrrrrrrrrr…… harsha also started getting horny again asked for a fuck again. Chaitu fingered me. She leaned over the bed and said, "Sisar kertoi minulle olette hereillä. Tarvitsetko vettä?" She held a glass and bendy straw.Hmm ... I don't think she'd be offering me Vodka ... but is it water? In for a penny ... in for a pound. I nodded.It was water. Odd taste though. I was asleep in seconds.Some time later, I awoke to a man leaning over my bed ... he had the accoutrements ... the paraphernalia accumulated in the normal performance of ones occupation. The black bag with assorted implements. My cock would get hard and then it would hurt so it would die down. I kept getting hard and then soft. I was in sexual pain and there was nothing I could do about it. She kept fucking both holes in and out then she pulled the one out of her pussy and stuck it in my mouth it was coated with pussy cum and pubic hairs.She told me to lick all of the cum off of it, then she started fucking my mouth with it ramming it down my throat. As she was telling me what a wonderful cock sucker I would be,. However, it didn’t mean he accepted it. She lost count of the amount of times she had to do anything, absolutely anything to assure him that her heart only belonged to him and no one else- especially not Ryan Harris… …but it wasn’t true, was it? She used to be able to tell him there was nothing going on in a strong voice, but since the kiss, she could no longer say nothing went on. Because something did happen. It may be a kiss, but there was always a starting point for everything. She knew.