Fakir ne darwze pe awaz lagayi, Allah ke naaam pe de de, kam ban jayega. Razaia ne socha ku na Fakir se dua li jayee , taki sahi me kaam ban jaye. Raz...a Fakir ko ghar ke ander bulati hai, aur apna sara masla batati hai.Fakir kehta hai, tumhara shauhar kaha hai, Razia kehti hai wo to aksar tour pe rehte hai, is wajah se bhi——–????. Fakir kehta hai thik hai, hum ilaj kar denge, lekin kaaam hote tak kisi ko nahi batana, aur 10, 000 rupaye lagenge, aur agar judwa chahiye to 25, 000. Razia kehti hai. When I got there, I headed straight to the room that the strange voice had said.I knocked on the door and this large black man who had called me, opened and let me in. I walked straight to the bed and my sexy Anita was lying there, naked and with her eyes closed, as two huge black guys were working her body over.Ana was enjoying the black hands over her nice body; she was not there on that bed against her will as I imagined myself…Then she explained me she had met those black guys on a chat. She looked to see that the light over the Target Room door was lit. Smiling in anticipation, she walked into the room naked, still perspiring from her performance on the stage. There were about twenty men there. She smiled and presented her hot, sweaty body to them.“Does anyone want to clean me up?” she offered, raising her arms. Then there were hands all over her body. They carried her to the table in the middle of the room and presented her with cocks of all sizes to be used in any way she. Then another and another. More tears streamed down his face. This time they were as much from the pain as they humiliation. Another and still another blow almost buckled his knees. Now there was sobbing to go with the tears. He was outwardly crying like a little baby. Another blow ripped across the, now red and blistered, ass cheeks of the defeated teacher. Finally, the blows stopped. He waited for her orders in between sobs, but there was just silence for a moment. Then he heard a small click..