” He took a drag on his cigarette and reached for his drink. “I know! I'm so sorry.” I said, smiling apologetically. I was about to launch into ...n excuse when he cut me off. “You better go and stand over there.” He motioned with his head towards the fireplace, directly in front of him. “What? Are you putting me in the naughty corner?” I was trying to sound unruffled, but he had caught me off-guard. “I want you to go and stand over there.” He spoke with deliberate slowness, his voice flat but. His pulled away from me and grabbed my hand. “Let’s go back stage” He said pulling me with him. Knowing it was useless to resist and hoping to get home soon I followed him into the small dark room. He sat down on a folding chair and said “Knee down sweetie, I am going to show you how to pleasure a man. If you are good all you need to do is use your hand.”Nodding, I knelt down in front of him. I could see his pants were tented from where his erect penis was struggling against them. “Unzip. Us raat maine 3 baar maa k naam ka muth mara.Maa puja karne mandir jate the her monday ko to is bar main v sath me chal diya. Maa ek white color ki suit pehne the jo thoda bhega tha aur boobs saaf saaf dhek rahe the. Mandir jane k raste me kuch muslim logo ka ghar hai. Jab hum wahan se gujar rahe the tab sabki nazar mere maa k body me the aur sabke lund khade ho kar salami de rahe the. Aur kuch log comment v kar rahe the ki kya maal hai yaar aisa gand to pura sehar me nhi hai to dusre ne kahan. Please what? Please touch me! Where do you want me to touch you? Please! Please touch my... my Pussy! Finally, while standing behind you, nibbling on your neck and then moving to blow in your ear, my hands flow from over your shoulders, over your magnificent breasts, over your tight stomach and down your hips, before tracing their way up your thighs to just brush your pussy. The long awaited contact sends shivers through you body, you want more, and grind back into me again. Spinning you.