We were constantly in touch on the phone and I knew she was there before time and I couldn’t wait for the flight to touch down.I came out of the air...port and there she was in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. What to say, I just fell in love with her then. I had made a reservation in one of the hotels a little away from her place of residence. She asked me to drive and we drove from Delhi airport to Gurgaon. I don’t think we spoke much because of the moment we were in. We were just stealing glances. She smiled. “Come on in. I’m running a little late and need to finish my makeup,” as she drew him into the room. “There’s drinks on the cabinet so you make one for yourself and I’ll have what you have,” she said, leaving him to go into another room.It was a large lounge with a mixture of traditional Egyptian and European furniture that all seemed to match. A large cream coloured settee and two matching armchairs surrounded a low brass coffee table of Egyptian design. One wall contained the. I looked closely again and noticed Heather's hand up underneath Mummy'sskirt as she nuzzled about Mummy's breast. Mummy's hand was reciprocatingunder Heather's petticoats. The two were getting off whilst I helplesslyswung in the wind as the carriage lurched back and forth.As we entered the populated portion of the city, the remarks reached amortifyingly shameful crescendo of the vilest insults to my long vanishedmasculinity. During the past week I had been subjected to varioushumiliating. She glanced around to see that they were off to one side of the pool, but within view of everybody. “I’m Cambry,” she moaned as the stranger slid his hand between her thighs and his finger actually slipped into her bikini bottoms. This guy sure knew what he was doing. Cambry was ready to comply with anything this guy asked of her while he manipulated her pussy lips and slurped at her titties. The stranger’s finger had no problem probing into her slit, Cambry was already dripping with her own.