“That’s how we celebrate the New Year in this city, with a kiss. Every girl has to kiss a boy. It’s compulsory.” Dipika joked during our lunch... break the day before. But as it turns out, she was serious. Despite not knowing why I let myself fall in this uncomfortable situation.But there was no way out. Rohit looked at me as if he wanted me to decide the next move.“…2, 1, Happy New Year!” all cheered.Taking a deep breath while closing my eyes, I pulled his face close, and we kissed.”Here. Remove your handsnow." Who said you could stop slut?" Mistress had now regained some composureand the flush in her cheeks was not just pleasure."Mistress he was touching himself, and I know you want all of hisattention on you." Lady snapped the crop against her hand to make herpoint."I'm sorry Mistress, I couldn't help myself I am sorry. Please Mistress Iam a bad girl." Tiffany looked up at her mistress."Yes you are a bad girl. You have lost the privilege to please yourMistress. Get up slut.". She would explain and tell me everything was going to be alright.But she couldn't. Because she wasn't really there to begin with.Our eyes met and she gave me a winsome smile as she followed Angie, Ruth, and Sharon back into the void as she slowly faded away like the morning mist. In the blink of an eye, she was gone. I was left standing there all alone as great swirling clouds passed by overhead.Then I felt and saw it. In the distance, the dark shadow was approaching. This world was coming to. She glanced down and moaned again, the sight of her husband squeezing her tits arousing her almost as much as his expert touch.Mark leaned over and lightly kissed the rubbery bud of one of her nips."Ohhhhh, nice," she moaned.Then his lips closed around her nipple. His tongue flicked out and twirled around the stiffened bud. He groaned with pleasure, relishing the taste of his wife's tits.Hot flames of lust shot through her body from her tits to her loins as her husband continued to suck her.