...i was in a minor fender bender accident. at my job we used our cars to run errands and keep in touch with our clients in the community. it was a no...n-profit agency so using our cars was no big deal as we would get reimbursed for any mileage we put in. it was part of larger non-profit and we all knew each other pretty well. in any event i was in a fender bender, was taken to the hospital in a neck brace but released a few hours later. my car was driven by a co-worker and he parked it where in. Mousi boli kay kar raha hai tu or hat se chut ko sehlane laga mousi siskiya bharrhithioohhh karrhehe oorrkaroo mazazzzaaarhaahaiii mane meri jibes mosi gand ki chudai kar raha tha ab maine mousi ko sida kiya or chut chatne laga mousi mere sarko pakadke chut pe dbaba rahi thi mousi ki chut maine 15 min tak chat raha tha mousi zad gai ab mousi ne muse khada kiya or mere kapde nikale mousi mere lunk ko Dhek ke ghabra gai or boli ki trer mousa kabhi itna bada nahi hai ab wo mere lund ko sehlake. Prasad took us to the bedroom and made us have sex. It was more of forced sex for me as I was being recorded. The next 20 days were spent fucking random ladies and getting recorded. Most of the sex was unprotected.I was given lunch and dinner and was not allowed to leave the apartment. Finally, on my last day, Binita handed me a bundle of cash and said, “Honey, this is your salary for fucking all the ladies and getting recorded.” I received 2 lakh rupees for having sex like an animal for 20. Jealousy because I didn't want to just watch. His face was intense. His eyes shone. I bit my lip and he closed his eyes like I had squeezed his cock. My body ached for release. I throbbed and wanted. "Oh, fuck Ty," the girl said in a breathy voice. She clenched her hands and moaned, "Yes... yes..." to the rhythm he set. Even her chest was rosy. He drove her harder, still watching me. His eyebrows seemed to rise with a question and I nodded at him. He gave a long, low moan. His eyes never left.