MIn the early 2000s, we were occasional regulars at a swing club in ...estern Pennsylvania. We didn’t go every weekend, but we did show up at least every other month, and while there were a few people that knew us, there were always a lot more people who didn’t, which was actually a lot more fun for us.On one particular night, we were doing the usual rounds to see who we knew, and who looked fun. We were both still. I used to keep my money in my wallet and keep it inside my jeans pocket that hung in my room for most of the day. Sangeeta always knew where I kept my money.One fine day, I noticed that 500 rupees were missing from my wallet and in a few days, another 500 rupees note was missing. I suspected my maid of theft.To find some proof, one day I set my laptop’s spy cam application on recording mode and set it in a way that it would record if someone touched my clothes. Sangeeta came, did her chores and. Her boyfriend, who had just started doing this for her, usually held her clit between the thumb and forefinger of each hand and tickled his tongue over her. He was new to it and only did it because she was so happy to go down on him. Julie hadn't gotten much out of her "rape relationship" with the high school football stud, but one thing she knew, giving head was painless, the receiver was happy, and she was in control. She learned a lot of sad lessons from being so naïve and stupid at 14, but. She cannot identify what hands are there to catch her and what hands are there to touch her body parts. She feels hands touching her breast, hands touching her thighs, her arse and even feels them wandering between her legs as she gets thrown up in the air, again and again. David suddenly shouts “hold it guys and bring her over here” as he points to a long 8 seater wooden dinning table. The guys follow his command and carry her over to the table holding her just above the surface like a cloth..Read More
