“Ro raha hai sala, tu kuta hai ya kutiya, check karte hain. Chal apne kapde utaar. Kuta ko nanga rahna chahiye. chal Utaar”. Slap! Slap! my cheeks... burned, the more time I take the more the pain will be. I removed my jeans and t-shirt, he asked me to hand them over along with my purse and phone. I was now sitting on my knees with just a brief on.But they were not satisfied they wanted me to remove that as well. After another moment of hesitation and hard slap he told me not to remove it myself. I knew what was going tohappen next. I waited in anticipation until she spreadopen my pussy lips and gently stroke my clit with hertongue. My whole body shook. I thought Blondie’stongue felt good but this was incredible. “Oh my god Claire don’t stop.” I moaned. “God you’re pussy tastes so good Aunt Mel.” Shecontinued to eat my pussy until she brought me to anorgasm. “Ahh aah aaaah Claire! Shit! Mmmmm fuck me!” Icame and she didn’t lick. I mean, it's not like I know where everybody works. Further, a lot of people my age are not noted for sticking with the same job for long. I catch him heading into the kitchen."He knows Justin," I told Barry. "I've seen them hanging out together." And no, this guy wasn't on the all too long list of people I've fucked.Barry's face hardened. "Do we need to go somewhere else?" Baby," I said, "just about anywhere in town we're gonna have this issue." Let's see what happens, then. Maybe he. I really didn’t mind. There was something fun and exciting about the chaos and the strong camaraderie that ensued. Having never been through one of these events, I was attracted to the strong bonding that grew stronger as the issue date approached. All this frenetic energy all around me happened to coalesce with what was happening to me at home. Joey’s obsessive interest in exhibiting me, his growing attention to my clothes, and new found insistence on my public sexuality, had come to produce.