And I was going to give her more.I dragged her to the bedroom, ripping off her blouse and lehnga on the way, and threw her on the bed. She, like every...trained village slut, lied on her back and opened her legs. What does she think of me? Her husband? I slapped her face and told her to turn over like my little bitch. She obeyed.I lean over her, kiss her and tell her, “apni gaand tayyaar rakh” (“prepare that anus”). I lick my fingers and start teasing her asshole, which made her tremble a little. Then she turned to me and reminded me to stand in front of the table and tell everyone why I was being punished. “I was late for breakfast and hadn’t washed or got dressed before coming down.” I stated and glanced up to see all three girls staring at my cock just as Aunty gave me a quick swipe with the tawse and added, “And, your room was not tidied either.” “Right, come over here, put your feet either side of the stool and bend right over. I had never felt so embarrassed. Aunty took up. I could tell she was working towards a shattering orgasm. She was gasping for breath and grinding harder against me.Suddenly she tensed, then growled, her body shaking hard, her pussy spasming tightly around my dick as she screamed. She gasped for breath as the orgasm washed over her and she collapsed on me. I reached up and took the blindfold off, then reached behind my head and managed to untie the rope. I reached down and, with a bit of effort, pulled the dildo out of her, gently lifting her. When I did open my eyes I only saw Randy’s shaved pubic region not one inch from my eyes. My throat had stopped contracting my I had yet to find a steady breathing pattern.“Oh that feels great,” Randy grunted. He held me there. My breathing returned to normal despite having a boner lodged in my throat.How could this be really happening I thought. How after two years of totally straight friendship do I all of the sudden have Randy’s dick deep down my throat. These thoughts buzzed in my mind as.