"What, so we're just supposed to wait?" But before Dee could say anything, I felt my breasts turn sideways. I sat down. Having them not move when I di... was one thing. Having them move around while I wasn't was entirely different. They dangled upward, swung around, then settled flat as though I was laying on my back. Then something started poking them with a metal prod that was not warm. "Boob inspection", I grumbled.First one nipple then the other was pinched by something metal. Tweezers?. My ass was in so much pain, he told me he wasnt done yet. I told him to let me go or ill scream and telling everyone. He laughed and got up, he had placed his phone in our direction, i thought it was just to light up the room but he was recording us. He brought his phone to me and grabbed my hair. He showed me his phone and said if you tell anyone ill upload this everywhere. I was scared. He was blackmailing me. He asked me to suck his cock, i had no choice but to follow his every command. I. Secretly i used to fantasize about sucking cock as a k**, i dreamed of the day that i could. that day came when i was around 13 with a friend down the street, he was a year older than me. It started with wrestling, moved to dry humping and then soon i has rubbing his cock. We were so incredibly nervous the first time when i said " that looks good enough to eat." refering to his hard member in my hand. he told me to suck it if i want to, as we laid next to each other i sat up and leaned. So many readers wanted to know what happened next.Next Sunday I reached Delhi in the morning and reached my Didi’s place at around 10 in the morning, Anjali with her parents came there at around noon. Anjali was looking gorgeous, she had everything in right proportions. She was wearing a pink salwaar suit. I could not resist ogling at her, and her melon sized boobs packed inside pink suit.After some refreshements and Lunch, Didi asked me and Anjali to go to a separate room and ask each other.