I cupped her boobs in my hand and started pressing it hard.I could see from Deepika’s face that I was really pressing it hard as she started moaning...in physical pain but I did not care because I wanted her to feel pain and I had always dreamt of fucking her brutally then I grabbed her boobs with all my power, and now with her boobs in my powerful hands I started shaking her body back and forth. This caused her immense physical pain and she said please Deepak do it slowly but I did not want to. Crotches were all I could see. I looked at all the men in the lift. All oftheir pants bunched up in the front. They didn't care. They pushed theircrotches out into the world proudly. They chatted with the girls andlaughed with masculine grandness. I looked down at my own crotch and withhorror I realized that the difference was noticeable! I was filled withfear, shame, and oddly, envy. Imagine, me, a male, having penis envy. Inmy mind, I had no penis!As I stood there exuding my sissiness, I. Soon they were both hard. I was right, the thicker cock was the shorter one but not by much. The longer prick was about 8 inches. They both had bulbous heads and veins the stood out on the shafts and were the color of fine dark chocolate. They were not monstrously huge but they were the biggest cocks I had ever had anything to do with and it was the first time I had ever had two at the same time. The shorter one, if you could say short about a seven inch ball bat, was as thick as my wrist,. Her body tensed and twisted under my rough, firm grip and she let let out a desperate whimper as I released her tit, only to let go of the kiss with a gasp as my fingers grasped her nipple and twisting it and her fingers clawed desperately against the wall behind her as I have her neck a long, slow lick all the way from her collarbone to her cheek. I released her neck, my hand frantically tried to undo the buttons covering her crotch. I could already feel the heat from inside the pants and I.