It's bad enough to let one person fuck me and not let me know who it is..." I protested, but did not actually finish my sentence. I could feel myself... growing wet as I visualized being blindfolded and tied over the ottoman, naked and vulnerable, unable to do anything but accept any intrusion and any penetration that my audience attempted. And I would not even know who was doing what. "Jim, who is this other person?' "It's his wife. She wants to watch her husband fuck you." "Jim, I can't...you. Such a horny slut, aren’t you? Only the horniest of sluts would lock themselves up to be played with by a stranger in front of a camera. So horny, the world needs to see just how horny a slut can be. That camera is broadcasting on the web. Thousands of people are watching you right now. So horny, so wet, so desperate to cum, and all you can do is squirm and wait. They are going to watch you beg for my cock and cum over and over. They are going to watch you beg to be abused in multiple ways.. They reached the club and went in.Dheeraj got drinks for everyone. They were all sitting in a corner. Dheeraj was between Fazia and Divya. And Fazia was between both the guys. They were all drinking when Sushant quietly placed his hand on Fazia’s bare thighs. Fazia didn’t mind and started enjoying her time. Then Sushant got up and asked Fazia –Sushant – Let’s go and dance.Fazia gladly took Sushant’s hands and they moved to the dance floor. Both of them were already high. The music was loud and. Sula arrived dressed to impress, her silk dress hugged her figure right down to her knees. It was slit up both sides to her waist, and there was no mistaking the stockings, suspender belt and skimpy knickers she wore under it.I poured two glasses and we drank a toast to love and life, then I recharged our glasses.“Are you trying to get me drunk? I get very naughty when I am drunk,” Sula told me.“In that case, I want you very, very drunk,” I said kissing her.I was conscious of her watching me as.