.” I replied, not really understanding what was going on. “But why are you unbuttoning your pants?” I asked, intrigued and slighly worried. Sall... laughed again and completely unzipped her crotch zip.“What’s going on?” she said, laughing again. “What’s going on is that you’re going to pay for what you’ve done by serving me and pleasing me. But if you think for one second that you’re going to get any pleasure or release out of this, you’re dead fucking wrong, perv.”“But ... how is that good for. He was so happy with the way the evening went and with your services, he left me a large tip. He told the girls. He told me he would be back in a few weeks, and would call in advance to set up another session with you and the girls. Krystal work her usual three parties a week while I was gone, and the girls worked a couple parties a week with her, for the next couple of months. One night while the three of them were in the bathroom getting ready for the nights work. The casino boss came into. Yes, they said she was a little girl. I don't know how they knew but they said they did. Inside of the small coffin I placed a folded piece of paper. I closed my eyes and prayed that I would open my eyes and it would be my wife and little girl looking down on me and I was the one in the coffin; but it was not to be. I kissed my wife for the last time after replacing the small coffin in her arms again and they closed the coffin. Through my tears I remember a little girl crying and handing me a. She looked at me with red slave eyes. I made her stand up and grabbed her by the pussy over her saree, she slapped me once again, saying that I was like a son to her, I slapped her back and showed the video once again. She with her teary eyes took down her pallu, I saw that as a green signal and pulled her toward me and bite her on her neck to which she screamed, I slapped her and asked her to undress me.Go to indiansexstories dot net to read more real life sexual encounters.She with teary eyes.