Don’t destroy my life.”“Hear that boys! Even if she said ‘yes,’ we’d still be breaking the law. Sorry, white meat, we’re going to take a...piece out of you. We normally don’t get such fine pieces of ass coming through here.”The five of them encircled her and closed in. The two coming in from behind her grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her back, causing to throw her chest out, emphasizing her tits and cleavage. “Look boys! She even dressed slutty for us.” The leader pulled out of blade and. This is Zaheera, 24 years old. I work as a hotel receptionist in Bangalore and live with my brother Aditya (28) who is in IT.So you might think I’m Muslim because of my name. But the thing is that my dad is Hindu and my mother is Muslim. Mom picked my name and I was raised as a Hindu. So because of their inter-religion marriage, we were isolated from all the relatives from both sides.We lost our parents to a car accident when I was 16, and since then my brother became my everything. He took. We'll use it another day." Yes, Barry..." Come back here and sit down."She did so."Spread your legs and put your feet on the table."Oh no, this was so humiliating."Change the webcam angle a bit, I want to see your pussy better."She reached for the webcam and did it. Exposing herself even more."Now spread." Yes, Barry." Use your hands to spread your pussy."She did it, felt the cold air."Good. That'll make a great screenshot. Now put your left arm under your breasts and hold them up. Great. And. She looks at me, her eyes so wide and fearful, so enticing, so arousing, pupils dilated; nostrils as well. Her breath warm on the back of my hand, stirring the tiny hairs there. My bare pussy feels swollen and the lips are parted like the petals of an exotic flower. ‘Do you understand?’She nods pathetically, as much as my tight grip will allow. I go to the table and find the tape. She dare not move as I tear off a strip and plaster it across those sweet lips, pressing it down firmly. I add.