" You guys!" Tara was almost whining now. Without any power she could only plead for their cooperation. "We're not here to clean. Just to fuck. But if... you keep fucking us real good maybe we won't have time to make more mess." Joey sat back and pretended like he was going to spill his drink again. "Please don't!" Tara could only beg."Make me change my mind… " Joey sneered a glib smile. Crawling over to Joey's chair she dropped her head in his lap and started licking and sucking, her head bobbing. " I know about that time too," Pearl said, still looking at me steadily, and taking little sips from her glass. I remembered to do the same -- sips, not swallows, it's much more ladylike, Bea had told me. It felt more delicate. I wondered if my lipstick was smeared. "You missed the point, Honey dear!," Pearl went on. "A forty year old woman doesn't feel like celebrating. It isn't like a man turning forty."She set her glass down. "Look! A forty year old man is just coming into his prime, even if. ” he said in an effort to calm me, but I couldn't stop shaking and crying. He looked at me up down. “What are you? A B-cup? C-cup? Rob! Get in here! What size tits do you think this chick has?” the second man emerged from the hallway. He examined my body as well. “Definitely a C. Damn, she's got a body on her.” Rob replied, then added, “I'm going to take a shower. I slipped in that mud back there, I think there's some still in my hair. Warm her up, will ya?” I began crying even harder. 'Warm. .Udher piche wala aadmi chadar me ghusne laga aur meri gand par hanth pherne laga mujhe laga wo samajh gaya bagal me kya ho raha hai ..Ab mujhe laga Jyoti aaj tu mari phir piche wale ne mera hanth pakad kar apne land pe rakhne laga usne dhoti pahni thi aur dhoti side karke apna land mere haanth me dhar diya.Idher Buddha upar aakar kiss karne laga aur apna land meri choot par tika kar andar karne laga ek do baar land fisla teesri baar buddhe ka land meri chood me thoda sa ghusa to mai aaaah ki.