Will use Hinglish so all can relate.Its a Work of fiction and sexual fantasy. I was a 24 year old boy working in a call centre, when I met Suraj. We b...came good friends used to discuss about our personal & sexual life.Suraj ki shadi ho chuki thi but his wife was not able to satisfy him completly. At that time usne mujhe ek massage parlour ke baare mein bataya tha. I was single at that time & with raging sexual harmones.Suraj ne kaha ki parlour mein Megha naam ki ek ladki hai jo extra paiso mein. "Whose pussy is this?!" he yelled.Confused and on the verge of a new batch of tears, I stammered, "My ... my pussy, Daddy."He slapped my ass again so hard I thought he might have torn the flesh. It was so hot and I knew I'd have trouble sitting down tomorrow. He yelled the question again and I finally knew the answer."It's your pussy, Daddy." That's right slut! Whose tits are those?" Yours, Daddy. They belong to you." That's a good little fuckslut!" he said as I felt his fingers rubbing my slit. Marie had loved it when men had cum on her face or in her mouth, but this was a humiliation that she could never have imagined. She was not able to interact with the men, her mouth was not the one which helped them to cum, she was just an object, and not even an object of desire because the men could only see her hair which covered her breasts and cunt. She was nothing, not desirable, not a woman. She was less than a photo on the internet that men might masturbate to. She was just someone to be. Wohhhh .Me apna hath aunty ki shalwar ke ander legay aur auty ki pussy jo ke wet hori the ko rubbing krane laga. Aunti ke mouth se sexily sound ouchhh aane lage and I could feel her warm breaths. Aur mery hath ko apny hath se hot and wet pussy me press karne lagin. I took aunti’s pouting and juicy lips in my mouth and sucked her lips. I kissed her lips for quite some time there. She also kissed me in great excitement. Her eyes had become “madosh” in excitement as if she had drunken whisky. I.