He then started to slowly fuck in and out of my hole. It started to feel really good! I looked to my left, and saw three men with their cocks out, wat...ching me be fucked. Very hot! And the man who had been sucking on my tits, walked around the row, so that he was now standing in front of me, offering his cock for me to suck.I opened my mouth and licked the tip, tasting his yummy pre-cum. He then slid the whole, thick thing into my mouth. Now I was being spit-roasted by two men, while three. Ann blushed and bit her lower lip. She pulled her elbows tightly against my fore arms to hold them.Ann looked me in the eyes and said, "Gene made me dress like this. I told him it wasn't any way to dress for this type of work but he got so angry with me I just gave in. So what is this? Is this some of the service I have to provide for his damn $100000?" I could see the hint of tears in the corner of her eyes.I bent and gave her a small gentle kiss then pulled my hands back from under her top.. He got a Russian slut to our hostel and i heard him fuck for about 3 hours. She was moaning the whole time and when he was done and he went to drop her, I saw about 5 used condoms on the floor. The whole episode was so etched in my mind that recreating that was always a fantasy.Anyways back to Mumbai and the current time.Finally he managed to rent out a place close to my house and I invited him over for dinner for his first weekend in Mumbai. He had never met my wife and I was happy to finally. Mr. Moore shut the office door and he went around his desk. He stood up with a package, which he handed to Sylvia. “Here. Go into the bathroom there and put these on. Be quick, now. I’m waiting.” He nudged the unprotesting slut toward his office bathroom. “Oh, and put your hair in a ponytail while you’re in there.”With her cunt oozing, Sylvia took the package into the bathroom. Her breath caught in her throat as she opened it. Inside were a black leather slave collar, a red quarter-bra trimmed.