But you can't escape it. There's no running away from this place."The figure, and by extension, its voice, was unrecognizable. He couldn't tell if it ...as a man or a woman. He sat on the floor, that white, flat resistance that held him still but yet managed to extend for infinity, looking at the figure before him. Finally, he started to calm down. Thoughts formed words, and words formed on his mouth, but once more, the voice that came out wasn't his."Where am I?"Answering for him, the voice. He did it move hardly and she felt vomit, he asked me to finger her pussy now I lick it and inserted one finger as she took out some noise he kissed her and inserted his cock in her mouth again, now he did it more inside she started to vomit out and we went to washroom and again did she vomited a lot there he slapped her face and told her to suck it, she did as he asked, and along with that he slapped her ass.I was fingering her pussy now I couldn’t control I took out my dick and smooched it in. " OK, so you want me to plead guilty to everything." Yes. However before you're sentenced you will be asked whether you have anything to say." Like what?" That if you hadn't been high on drugs you would never have behaved like you did. That actually is no excuse but it might soften their hearts. Then you say that you are very sorry to have caused Mrs Morris such distress." Eh?" Unhappiness." Oh, yeah." Now, have you got all that." Yeah! Guilty, guilty, fuckin' guilty an' I'm sorry for makin'. He was going too fast and all the sound I could make was gag gag gag… He cummed and all the cum hit the back of my mouth and in it went. I licked him clean and we had a bath. He went out and wore his uniform and hetal gave me a yellow saree to wear with low cut backless strap blouse.She made me put thick red lipstick and a gajra on my head. My cleavage was seen to the max and I looked like a typical sex worker. He then told to get in a jeep with hetal. He took all of us to police station got my.