To the observer only the slight rhythmic thrusting of thehips can be noticed accompanied by a steadily increasing pant heard overthe subdued hiss of t...e air-conditioning. My eyes are fully closed now whilst I imagine forbidden sexual delights.Ignoring the pain I thrust my hips as far forward as I dare feeling thetautness of the wires and the stress of the constraining pin. Suddenlythe sensation of the butt-plug, the pain and pleasure of my constraintslift me up to a point that I thought was. It made me feel horny . i slowly slid off my shorts and put them on the seat next to me. Then i put my seat back up in the upright position and did a scan of the lot. There was no one up the place was dead and that feeling of being watched well it went away and i put my seat back down not all the way down but back alot. I was naked from the waist down and it felt good as i played with my cock . i had it hard in no time and i was stroking it looking at the truck that i thought was looking at me. Yes, I was standing up, but he had his leg inside one of my wide spread legs, while another man was doing the same with my other leg. As I tried to move again they tightened their positions, actually spreading my legs wider apart. With full access to my spread open pussy, he ground his fingers into my clit very hard with a continual circular motion. "Ahh. "Oh My God. Ahh. Oh My God. Ahh!" I moaned loudly while having another orgasm. He was absolutely relentless! He never let up, always. Mom told ansari, “but still the blouse is showing too much”. Ansari replied, “ you wanted me to stitched the blouse according to latest fashion and you look great in it” mom blushed slightly. Ansari took my mom towards the steel cupboard, which had a large mirror on its door. He made mom stand before the mirror and he himself stood behind her very closely almost touching her body. He then removed the pallu from her shoulder, circled his arms around her a kept his just below her breast slightly.