I was vulnerable and open. I could not even move m y thighs, due to another bar that crossed the back of them. In a panic, I tried to struggle, but wa... held fast to the bonds. My breasts were smashed to the wooden floor of this dusty, unknown room. The only thing I could move freely was my head. Look ing my surroundings over, the room was dimly lit with a few flickering candles, but other than that there was no other light sources. Bemused, I didn't know what to think. I could feel a cold draft. I could see the precum already leaking out of his mushroom head. He told me to open my mouth. I hesitated and again he squeezed my balls, this time much tighter than before. I let out a cry, which I think could probably be heard from the bar. With my mouth still open I felt the warmth of his smooth cock slid in. Finally, I had tasted another man's cock. He grabbed the back of my head and began sliding it in and out. It felt so different in my mouth. I felt my body get warmer as I couldn't help. Now back to the story after around 2 hrs I got a reply as “thanks” and “who is this?” I use the name rohit for my self and pooja for her. Rohit: rohit here. Saw your beautiful dp so whatsapped.Pooja: I don’t remember giving you my number.Rohit: true that but I have saved it in my contacts in the friends group. What to do now?Pooja: thats funny good you din add me to your family or wife’s group. LolRohit: I m single totally so that place is empty.Pooja: then get married you look desperate.Rohit:. The man barely moved his hips, focusing on her exposed ass; he dropped his hands onto her bare cheeks again and again, manically slapping the firm, bouncy flesh back and forth. It was rude enough that she might have stopped there, but she figured that Murphy had let all of them know how much a firm spanking turned her on. The hands pushed her back upright. She stood still, mouth open and waiting. The low pitch of conversation around the room didn't even change as a warm dribble started.