A plaything for me to poison or strangle the life out of. I cannot get enough of seeing pitiful men like you crawl, beg and lick your life away. And t...e sight of you signing the lives of so many for a simple night of pleasure was as amusing as it was pathetic."Helplessness spread through my body as my limbs went limp. I felt weak, my arms like they were filled with iron. This feeling, of complete surrender, only made me gasp at the heartless beauty above me."What... have you done to me?" I. After a few seconds, I was back to thrusting in and out, albeit at a much slower pace. The tightness and warmth around my cock was amazing. Morgan had reached her hand to her clit and was rubbing it intensely. I knew she was close to an orgasm. I picked up my pace a little bit and heard her start to shorten her breaths. She moaned loudly and began to shake violently. By the time she finished her orgasm, she was shaking so hard that I had to pull my dick out of her asshole. She fell to the floor. In spite of a good education, she was unmarried. This was because she had a dark skin tone and so was rejected by most of the men. This made her depressed.One night, after yet another guy rejected her; Aditi Didi tried to hang herself. Somehow, my dad saved her. This was too much for my mom. She loved my sister a lot and seeing her in the depression, made her ask some of my aunts for any possible solution.One of my aunts suggested about a Swami. Mom was surprised to receive advice from Lata. We had brief introduction he was Mark 30 was bachelor and Breneda 31 was married to a lecturer in London had 2 kids from him they had come to India on some project, we had drinks& dinner together, later we moved to our hotel and when we reached to hotel by then I and Breneda were friends . Manish asked Mark to have a cigarette, while I and Breneda moved to our respective rooms, in my room I had ring on phone I lifted it was Manish he asked me to get ready for new experience, I asked whats that.