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I agreed and asked him, “I have never been to these parties, what should I wear?” Rohan asked me to wear anything of my choice, provided I look attractive in them, as there will be girlfriends and wives of other people too. He told me that he will pick me up in the evening, and added, “Bhaiya (my hubby) won’t know anything, as he won’t be back before another 2 days.” I was surprised that he knew about his absence from home. I wore a plain blue sari, and to add sexiness to the outfit, wore black lingerie, and sleeveless low cut blouse, and matching petticoat, and carried my blue Louis Vuitton. He picked me up, at 7 in the evening, and drove me to a far off place. On the way, I asked him, “What kind of party is this gonna be?” He saw that I am a little nervous about the party, and replied, “Bhabhi, don’t be nervous, you will be fine, just pretend to be my girlfriend. It will be a card party for us, and you can socialize with the other women. It will be followed up with a dance, and that’s it.” We reached the place, a farmhouse, far off from the city, in the middle of jungle, and there were only 5 guys there. I recognized one of them as his friend, as he had fucked me on the marriage day, but the five others were strangers in their mid-thirties to forties, Hardcore all in their casuals, enjoying drinks over a poker table. Rohan was also in his t-shirt and jeans, and I was getting suspicious now. He told me, “I guess we are a little early, why don’t you make yourself a drink, I will join the guys for poker.” There was no other woman/girl in the room, and I watched them play poker, with real cash. Rohan was winning, and he kept on shouting every time he won, often kissing and hugging me, calling me his lucky charm. I was beginning to understand the game too, and got engrossed in it, noticing that no other guest had turned up. The bets started getting higher, and game got more intense. Rohan had converted his five thousand to twenty five thousand, and he was beginning to take more risks, often bluffing. Rohan was good at reading his opponents’ bluffs, and it helped him win the game. One game, it came down to Rohan and his friend (who was not so friendly now), and Rohan was certain that he was bluffing, he kept on raising the stakes, even though he didn’t have the cards to do so. At last, he was forced to go all in, and both the players were found to be bluffing, with Rohan having the worse set of cards. He lost everything he had. He was devastated, as he was out of money, and asked me, “Taneesha, how much money do you have, I will pay you once I amateur win mine back.” The others mocked him for the bankruptcy, and I surfed through my purse, only able to find two thousand rupees, it was not enough for a single bet. After, the guys were done with their mocking, a bald guy, probably in his forties, offered to buy my purse for ten thousand. Rohan begged me and I folded, selling my fifty thousand rupees purse for fifteen after some bargaining. Very soon, that was lost too. I told Rohan, “Let us go, both of us are out of cash, and this is no fun.” His friend stopped him from getting up from the table, and said, “Why not use your whore? Let her give us all a lap dance in her lingerie, and you can get one grand from each of us.” I was in shock and disgust, trying to pull Rohan out of the place, holding his hands, but he pulled me back, “It is not a bad deal, BHABHI, you are going to do it for me.” Everyone was even more impressed when they found out that I am small his bhabhi. A stranger asked Rohan, “Is that the reason why you got her here?” I was totally embarrassed, and I firmly replied, “No, I am not doing it Rohan.” Rohan had a wicked smile on his face, “Alright, let us go, I will mail the clips to Bhaiya, and everyone in the family on the way.” Rohan was standing now, with one hand over my shoulder, and the other holding my pallu. I had to agree, but I tried to negotiate saying, “But this is as far as it goes, I am not compromising further.” As soon as he got the green signal, he immediately took off my sari pin, and spun me out tits of my sari. “Take the blouse, and petticoat off too, and this teen is not it. If I need money, I will ask you for more, and you will have to do it my whore.” I knew it was serious, and was out of options. “Well, you are certainly welcome. I have taken fist almost twice the size of yours and she can do the same so you're not going to hurt her.. “Okay, hun… I’m going to slowly push the rest of my cock into you. I was in Arbortus, my home, and in the convergence of branches and leaves, stood a nymph man and a nymph woman, Pinebark and Flora Autumnsong, smiling over the cradle of a newborn babe, of me. And you tell him what? Make it sound like you need a fuck." What is that some Hardcore kind of salad dressing.” He didn’t bother to wait or an amateur answer, nor did he care for one. • Orientation The heat fanned my lust. He went into his main office and logged into his tits sleeping desktop computer and checked on the paperwork that had been PDF’d and sent his way from Mrs. Vargas in California and then compared that to the documents on the clipboard that had been left in small the inbox in the hallway. My breast jiggled. "Fine," Zach said nervously "it was two weeks later" he said hoping she wouldn't push it teen but deep down knowing she would and wanting her to. We usually shared a changing room and sometimes left the curtain open. Hank opened the door and headed down the stairs.