I grabbed it by the root with one hand, and closed my other fist around it, slowly jerking up and down. As I did that, she leaned forward, keeping her...eyes on my cock, and took her shoes off. She sat back up and just watched me masturbate for a few minutes. I started to wonder if she wanted the full show, if she wanted me to blow my load right there in front of her. But she wrote on her notepad again;Stop!I obeyed, and let go. My cock quivered like a flag pole in the wind. She pushed herself to. A new webcam was the first thing I saw. Wow! High def with low light capability so it’ll clarify my image when I play without washing out the background. There was a tripod for it and a digital microphone on a stand that plugged into it. The whole thing would plug into my computer and there was a two-terabyte solid state drive for storing files as well. I was looking at close to a thousand dollars worth of equipment that would seriously impact my sound quality when I played my guitar.I couldn’t. I'd expected to be there for hours. Inthe end, the woman took a little under an hour and couldn't stop sayingwhat great skin I had. At first I took it as a compliment but, as shekept repeating it, I began to find it threatening. Like she was goingto keep me in a pit in her living room and get me to rub lotion into myskin. In the end, I was glad to get out of there.Next was costume. It was in one of those movable boxes they use asoffices on construction sites. I went in and the costume. He positioned himself at the entrance and pushed his bulge. An electric jolt like pain seared through Shamita’s pussy. Her walls were stretching. Arjun slowly and steadily was pushing his dick. He could feel the warm wet pussy on his bulb. Arjun went deeper. Shamita screamed as the pain was too much. Arjun stopped.Shamita’s eyes filled with tears. She stopped screaming and felt the penis head inside her. She signaled Arjun to continue and he pushed. His foreskin was stretched backward..