Wo aadmi ne uss ldki ki sari nikali n blouse b nikala. Ab wo ladki sirf bra n panty me thi.Khud ke b kapde nikale n sirf underwear me aa gya. N wo lad...ki ko uthake bed pe lta diya n smooch krne laga. Me fir se uthne lagi to uncle ne fir bitha liya n bolne lage ke tumne kiya kya kbhi aisa. Mene na bola. To bole koi bf nhi hai college me? Mene naa bolla. To uncle bole agar tum chaho to tum ye maza le sakti ho. Aur aisa bolke mujhe baaho me kaske pakad liya. Mene bahut try kiya chuane ka. Mujhe. Then the conversation turned to old times, the "do you remembers," and the "whatever happened to" and the "did you hear abouts?" By then it was lunchtime and I offered to take her to the restaurant at the Marriott and she accepted. We had just ordered drinks when Cindy said to me:"I'm really not all that hungry. Not for food anyway. How about you?"Her meaning was clear and while I had never cheated on my wife before this was Cindy and I guess I had some unresolved issues, like maybe I was. It was four minutes after three. Ill start in one minute, he said calmly. The three of us stood there circling my wife. Ronny was carelessly glancing around the room, I was watching my wifes chest rise and fall slowly as she worked to control her breathing, Wallace was watching the clock. The instant the clock flipped from 3:04 to 3:05, Wallace lifted his arm and brought the quirt down hard on my wifes left breast. She gasped and shuddered. He swung fast and sliced across the right side. He. She saw Ava’s eyes in the mirror, challenging her to watch. Soon that memory was chased away and replaced with an image of Ava on her knees, drinking the last drops of orgasm from Cynthia’s quivering body. She blinked away the images and wretched herself up and out of the chair. Her thoughts were unrelenting. A parade of images from the night before flooded her mind, accompanied by shame and fear about what she had seen, done, and allowed to happen. She had been attracted to women in the past,.