I was thinking that she was going to get fucked by Abdul or Basit. But she came to the photo studio, and her colleague whom I knew already was there i...t. So it was nothing to be suspicious off, I returned back immediately. Next day I reached office and Abdul wasn’t there. He reached around 1 pm with few labours. They were carrying six feet’s long photo frames. They were three in numbers, so those labours fixed them inside and went off. After few minutes Basit arrived and went inside the cabin.. Mei bhi aunty aur unke bacho se ghul mil chuka tha.Aunty ke husband aksar job ke silsile mei bahar rehte the. Ek din aunty shopping karke ghar ja rahi thi aur raste mei mujhe mil gayi to mene apni bike roki aur aunty ko bitha liya raste mei jab bhi break lagata aunty ke boobs mere peeth be dab jate mujhe bada maja aane laga.Hum raaste bhar baate karte aaye fir unko ghar drop karke mei bhi apne ghar aa gaya.Us raat mei bike vala scene yad karke muth mara aur kafi sara virya nikala aur so. Wo boli manoj koi dekh lega to problem hogi mujhe jane do. Mein uske boobs ko dabate hue bola aaj toh mein tume chod ke hi rahonga wo boli plz chodo mujhe.Lagbhag 12:30 pallavi ghar jaa rahi thi main bhi uske peeche peeche gaya floor par koi nahi tha main pallavi ka haat pakda wo boli manoj plz chodo mujhe, mujhe ghar jane do main uska haat nahi choda aur jabardasti ghar leke gaya. Fir darwaja band kiya. Meine usse chumte huye bedroom me leke gaya. Fir main ne usske badan par se dupatta utar. “Yeah….yeah…that’s it!” she moans. “Fuck yeah, stick it in me. That feels so good!” “Well I’m glad you approve honey,” I say with a hint of sarcasm in my voice. “Now it’s your turn to learn a thing or two. I’m not getting you off until you suck Becky to a nice hard come. So let’s get to it!” “No way! I’m no fricking lesbian! I’m not doing that!” She literally spits out the words. “I know you’re not a lesbian, any more than Becky is. What you both have in common however is the need to come..