Meri story aisi suru hue ki muje bhi nahi malum yeh kya hua tha,mai kisi kaam se apne mobile se kisika number lagaya,lekin galati se wrong number lag ...aya,samne se kisi female ki awaaj aayi kon chayiye,maine kaha mukesh hai,usne kaha nahi,aapko kon sa number lagaya hai,fir maine number bataya to wo boli sorry aap ka wrong no. hai.fir maine aisehi baat karne laga,wo bhi mera jawab de rahi thi,maine pucha yeh kaha ka number hai ,wo boli borivli ka,maine kaha mai bhi dadar se bol raha hu,fir usne. She was still a little surprised. "How long were you standing there?" She asked. "I heard the video playing and walked in. Then I heard you calling my name," he said, reaching for the dildo. He grabbed the end of it and pulled it out. She sighed and made a small peep as it came out of her wet pussy. It was shiny with her juices. "You looked amazing. So pretty. Watching you pleasure yourself, made me really hard," he said, looking at the dildo in his hands. She looked into his eyes and decided. . I can see her left arm moving up an down, and know she’s grinding her fingers into her pussy and clit..“Fuck your fucking hot…” The guy is now pretty much crouching beside me… This eggs her on even more, and she sucks sloppier and harder, moaning out loud now.. Fuck, she is fucking hot.. this is fucking hot, being watched by someone, watching him watching her, the lust, the heat..Yes baby… you feel so fucking gooood.. I’m going to come so fucking hard down your throat…I turn to the guy, his. His suave, almost soothing voice underlined the perversity of the situation. “That's right. Don't you move. We wouldn't want to mar the merchandise, would we?” His tone was filled with a sordid joy over her panic-induced shortness of breath, which, in turn, only fueled her joy even further.His words made clear she was going to be used as a slave for these men's pleasure; the thought alone turned holding her breath into a difficult challenge as her body responded with more craving thirst for.