As sleep finally left her mind, she saw two males dragging her from her cage towards a large raised box in the centre of the open space.Laid on her ba...k upon this box, her arms were then tethered to large rings attached to the floor and the two males held her legs wide apart; her aroused pussy was on display for all to see. Mandi failed to notice the shadowy figure approaching with the leather case, she still failed to notice when he placed the case between her legs and began to remove the. That is where the problem started. I usually wear the sports bra type ones without the strap and that day I wasn’t wearing one. My size at that time was a 70-75cm bra (less than 29 inches).My mom told me that for sarees a normal bra is the perfect setting and so we went to buy three bras and they had straps. After picking three my mom billed them and asked me to wear one as I will have to go for stitching my blouse. We purchased the saree and we went to the tailor.Meanwhile, my mom told me that. It feels amazing. Her mouth and throat are slick with blood. Her instinct is to bite down but her smooth gums only heighten my pleasure. I fuck her throat relentlessly. Forcing it as far down as I can. Eventually, I feel her puke rise up through her throat and surround my cock. I don’t pull out. Enjoying the sensation, I notice her body shaking as what little oxygen she was getting is completely cut off. I jack my cock back and forth in quick motions, not pulling out of her throat. Another. . At a next station it got even busier, he got nearer, and then left his hand there, then he waited until people got off and then leaned into the side of me and then he whispered "is that what I think it is?" F***! I was so embarrassed / humiliated and of course horny, and hardening, but obviously I couldn't, as I was very restricted, so it was painful, which seemed to make me hotter, wet and more embarrassed, what could I do, I was literally cornered by a 70+ old well built old guy who knew I.