You feel her hand between your legs stimulating your imprisoned cock. You try to rub your body against her arms and hands to achieve orgasm. You are n...arly bouncing on the table when suddenly she stops. You know you are seconds away from relief and continue to move to the silent urgency from your mind. The last thing you remember is the sudden gush from the probe still imbedded in your ass, then blackness overtakes you. This is your routine, every five days it is the same thing. You don't know. Matlab kareena kapoor jaisi body thi. jab bhi main dev ke ghar jata tha us ki girl friend mujhe goorti rehti thi. Kyuki wo dono colony ki ek hi line m rehte the. jab kabi bhi dev uske sath sex karta tha toh wo mujhe bta deta tha, tan ki piche se koi problem na ho. Ek din mera friend aur indu dono dev k ghar sex kar rahe the aur m mere friend ke ghar par hi baitha tha, ye baat indu nhi janti thi. ek room mein mera friend aur indu sex kar rahe the aur dusre room mein main indu ko imagine karke. Empty conversations, at least to Daphne. Coffee. More coffee. His hair. His eyes. His hand curled around the coffee cup. Everyone else was living their own lives. Teenage girls gossiping and bitching. An elderly couple not speaking but somehow so obviously comfortable. The endless chirpiness of the baristas and waitresses. People going by on the street outside, laughing and fighting, together and alone, eyes fixed somewhere in the distance like they were numbly following a dream.And all Daphne. "If I wanted your money, Mr. Jackson, I would've stolen it by now. When's the last time you got your dick sucked?" She pulled what was left of my boxers from underneath me and tossed it over her shoulder."I'll give you anything!" I begged. "Please don't do this!"She got on the bed between my legs and turned something as wonderful as fellatio into a nightmare. I hated the feel of my most sensitive body part in her slimy, disgusting mouth. I had hoped she would only do it long enough to give.