She wished she could close her legs, wished she could roll over and hideher naked cunt from the cruel men, wished she could escape their madmanipulati...ons, but at the same time she loved the sensations theyinspired in her.Sheila was uncertain when the strange change came over her, the changefrom seething fear to seething sexual heat. Perhaps she really was aloose slut. Perhaps the terrible things the men were saying about herwere true after all. Perhaps she really wanted to be violated by all. I told him it was OK I was fine leaving them in place for now.He then talked about the tattoos. He asked if I noticed the colors they used. I said yes that I had never seen anything like them. He said I was right, there wasn't anything like them anywhere. This too was a experimental ink that was used. Normal tattoos stain the layers of skin below the surface. A laser could be used to remove a layer at a time until all the stain was gone. This ink was different. If laser was applied to. He was on a very strong losing spree! Even with those low stakes he had lost several thousand rupees and was now wondering how to come out of debt. I told him several times to stop playing and return the money slowly, but he said that with his salary, it was impossible to return the money. He had to win it back. But in the process he was going on losing more and more.That day the game was at our house. After hardly twenty minutes Sudhir declared that he had no money left and needed to borrow.. She looked at me and I shook my head no. She didn't understand. So I moved to the edge of my seat and put my right leg up on it thus spreading my legs so she could see my panties. I hiked my skirt up to my waist to make sure her view wasn't obstructed. I then proceeding to rub my crotch again.She looked horrified at first but her erect nipple told me she was intrigued. With my other hand I grabbed onto the edge of the table and leaned back. I was really getting into it. She watched as my chest.