Me dar gai k phli bar me kese lungi uske land ko.Wo muskura k bola kya hua madam ji ti me boli raju tera land itna tgda kese h.Wo bola pta nhi madam j... .To usne mere mulayam hath lekar uske sakht land pr dia or me uskae land ko ange piche krne lgi.Tbhi wo mujh pr tut pda or mujhe pagalo ki trh kiss krne lga.Wo mere gulabi hotho ko chus rha tha or kat rha tha me siskiya le rhi thi aaah raju aaah mammma ohhhh dhire please.Usne jhat se mere sare kpde utar die or khud bhi nañga ho gya.Or fir wo. She was wearing a black scarf black loose burkha..typical muslim cutie.. Aferwards she removed it bas if getting relaxed she had pink colour shalwar and white colour tight kurta. We exchanged hi and hello and introduced each other. Shabana was also from Delhi and was working for a financial MNC and came to Mumbai like me for work. She was also cursing that because of this journey she is going to miss a New Year party thrown by her friends. We console each other saying that we can celebrate. Upon seeing me she smirked and said that I must've been busy by mysmeared lipstick. She also assumed that I had complained because of theball gag. Chuck agreed, to which she said "that's to be expected atfirst, but she'll soon learn to only open her mouth to say yes Master oryes Mistress or to pleasure someone, otherwise the gag stays in." Shecommented that she liked the tags hanging from my new collar, as ifanyone would need help knowing that I was anything but all those thingsand more.Chuck. I reached down to stroke her cock, but she pushed my hand away still playing the charade.She got up and said she had to use the restroom, and I lay down on the bed. When she came back she was wearing a nice pair of panties and bra. She then bent over in front of me and asked me to fuck her. So still playing along, I pushed her panties aside and slowly pushed myself into her ass. She groaned loudly and let out a ‘fuck yessss’. I pushed until I was balls deep and then began a long slow fuck.