Aradhana was beautiful. She was lean, but with assets of 34-26-32, she used to say that her boobs were mere 30 when she met him first. All his sucking... and fondling made her huge and it makes Farhan turn on even more. Farhan loved her for the fact that whenever they are together, even when Farhan is the bold on in their relationship, at times, even Aradhana does things to him that he just used to fantasise about.One day, he clearly remembers meeting Aradhana at a park. Though it was morning,. When you say “money’s-no-object,” you get whatever you like. Praise Capitalism!We all took seats around the table as a chisled, oily guy in a red Speedo and a cowboy hat gyrated on the stage overhead. His package bulged out of the front of the Speedo and I was convinced he had to have it padded with socks or something. Had to be.The girls immediately started cat calling and whistling, dollar bills waving in the air which attracted the attention of Mr. Hottie McHotstuff, or whatever his silly. I struggled a little when the first man started trying to fuck my throat. They had to hold me down. After a couple of minutes, two of them used jump ropes to tie my hands to the bench I was straddling and then tied my torso down to the bench so that I was helpless.I had never been tied up before. I was already powerless to defend myself against these men, but being tied up ... something about it was so exciting that I had a huge orgasm. Not so much because of the cock in my pussy, though I was. You slide my pants down, along with my underwear. I slide your shirt off over your head, and you remove your bra. You lower one tit over my mouth so I can kiss it, then the other. You slide my shirt up over my head. You lean your head over mine, and plant a kiss squarely on my lips. ‘Mmmm’ I moan into your mouth. Our lips come apart then meet back together. Our tongues begin a slow dance, moving from your mouth to mine, and back into yours. You slide back off of me, and push my legs apart. You.