Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's disturbed imagination and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to ac...tual persons, living, dead, undead or mostly harmless, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.Truth be told, my first visit to New York was in the early 1970's when I was five years old. I do not remember any of it. I barely remember my second visit near the end of that decade when my family went. I still have my. With that phrase by her everyone around just broke into laughter and her Husband ‘Sekhar’ said “I know my wiffey is beautiful”, Priyanka also gave me a witty smile.We just started chit-chat with each other, I didn’t spoke much to Priyanka and I was still curious of her feelings from the morning. It is than the DJ played in a speedy track and everyone jumped on the floor but I was enjoying my whiskey and Priyanka was sitting opposite to me with a glass of vodka in her hand. She was looking a sex. I reached behind me to untie to top of my dress and I had to shimmy the dress down my body. Jim let out a whistle when he seen the red and while lingerie I had on underneath.Jim ordered me to bend over the desk. I did as I was told. Jim then told me to pull my panties down to my knees. I turned a bright red as he told me to spread my ass cheeks and let him see the hole he was going to fuck.He positioned himself behind me getting ready to enter my ass. I told him that I had lube in my purse and. Higher ... until, with a final movement of her tongue I begin to orgasm.Her throat continues the undulations forcing rapturous waves of pleasure transporting me to heaven... ... and Svarga loka ... and Valhalla ... and Paradise... Until I reach Nirvana... Wave after wave of pleasure surges through my body, the sensations are seemingly endless, again and again, wave after wave washes over me for what feels like hours.I bask in the afterglow until Her voice asks, “Nice dream?”I smile weakly,.