Me: To ab?Sangita: Usko batane ke liye mujhe blouse open karna padega shayad, karu?Me: Mujhe koi problem nahi hai. Maine ye pehle kiya hai.Sangita: Ac...ha, ye kiya tha aapne?Me: Yes, madam ko help ki thi, subha aur shaam. Jab bhi madam ka dil kare, ya mera dil kare.Sangita: Aap aankh bandh kare.Me: Kyun Sangita?Sangita: Maine kaha na.Me: Theek hai.Then I closed my eyes. She removed her blouse and bra from one boob and covered with her pallu.Then I asked-Me: Aankh kholu Sangita?Sangita: Haa khol. He knew why he’d come up here, and it wasn’t just to share pictures of his wife. But he still couldn’t quite wrap his mind around what was happening.He started the shower and stripped down. His cock was throbbing, and he got into the shower half-hoping to calm it down a bit. It was a futile thought, and when he finished up and wrapped his own towel around his waist, it was pretty noticeable how excited he was.Tom was on the bed, laptop in the middle. He had a beer in his hand, and another was. "Do not dare to move, bitch… or I will cut you…” He treated me. Next he pinched my nipples cruelly with some kind of latex covered fingers. Tears come to my eyes. My hips jerked as I felt a rush of shame since I was reacting to his nasty touch. "You are a nice slut… I bet you have your pretty cunt well moist right now…” He laughed.Pinching and twisting, he eagerly tortured me until he was sure that my nipples were hard and swollen. Then he abruptly stopped doing this. And I also stopped. When she came it felt like a wave hitting me. I pulled her back to my chest, and found I too was exploding. I bit her shoulder to keep from yelling out, and I can still taste the saltiness of her skin at that moment. We stood there for a minute or two, her leaning back against my chest and me still hard and inside of her. When she finally spoke it was with a breathless, almost far away voice. "Where do you live?" she whimpered. I told her. "Wait here. I'm grabbing my purse, and then we're.