During her workout, I used to try to touch her wherever possible as to give her an indication that I am interested in her. Maybe she knew that. Whenev...r I touched her, she never complained. This was a green signal for me I guess.After some months, me and Shreya became good friends. We exchanged our numbers and used to chat sometimes but never went to personal, just casual chats.Then finally that day came I was long waiting for. That day she wore a tight pink tee in which she was looking damn. Her next call was supposed to be to the boss, but she was dreading it. She was uncertain as to why, though. She closed her eyes and thought, picturing the last time they spoke. Every time she heard his voice it seemed to echo as “Truth” in her mind. It was something in his voice. She didn’t know if it was magical or some trick, but she was becoming aware of some kind of manipulation. The thought of calling and talking to him scared her to pieces. If nothing else, at least she needed to get the. “I’m gonna cum again!” She called out, lifting her hips off the bed as Ratti picked up speed and began ramming the big vibrator in and out of Ezhil’s tight cunt as she expertly licked her sensitive clit.Oh! That feels so good,” she groaned, thrashing about on the bed as she came.“Cum for me baby…cum for me!” Ratti encouraged as she watched her lose control, licking every inch of her dripping wet pussy.“Please Ratti…please…” she whimpered as she came all over the freshly washed bed sheets with a. Binky momentarily paused as she thought this through ,exactly like she had years ago. Marco grabbed hold of her hand and placed it on his cock. Binky moved her hand up and down his cock before Marco took charge as if he was teaching her exactly how he liked to be masturbated, like he had all those years ago. His hands moved slowly at first before moving rhythmically faster with each thrust of his cock through her fingers, Binky felt his fingers tighten over hers. “Oh that's right baby.’’.