He opened the door and all three of us entered. The door was quickly shut and the lights turned on.I couldn't believe my eyes. The garage was a sex du...geon! At one end was a St Andrews cross like in Mr Parker's filmand either side were shelves with various implements ranging from nipple clamps to whips to butt plugs. "Right you little bitch lets get you properly dressed" said Phil. He opened a box and through me some leather gear. "Strip and put that on". While I took off my own clothes and. Fir mere samne Narendrasinh khada ho gaya.Mere gaal pakad kar dabaye aur apna cock mere muh pe ghisne laga aur bolne laga, “Ahh, kya mast khubsurat maal hai, tere honth. Mera lund tere muh mein, umm, chus re ladki ise, le mera lund muh mein.” Aisa bol kar usne jabardasti se uska cock mere muh mein ghusedna shuru kar diya.Fir dhire dhire mere muh mein woh apna cock andar bahar karne laga. Woh aisa karte karte mujhe bol raha tha. “Kya madmast jawan ladki hai, bohut khubsurat chehra, chikni chut,. She has to go. She has a client in 10 minutes, her second of the day. She tells me in mock disgust about her first client, his shriveled cock, gesturing with her little finger as she cackles. The next one is a rich Arab on a brief trip – her favourite kind, apparently. I feel my clit throb as she tells me, look at her vulgar red lips and imagine them wrapped around the shriveled cock. I can’t help but think of it as she kisses me goodbye. I am horny. I can feel the slipperiness of my labia. Your eyes open wide, staring at me as you feel the vibrator buzzing against your tender clit. I hear you gasping loudly. You stop in your tracks, grabbing your crotch as if that would stop the vibrations. But as I hold down the button it just goes on and on.I stare at you mercilessly, enjoying the sight of you falling to the ground, whimpering. You curl up, quietly sobbing, the orgasm making your entire body tremble. I let go of the button.You stay in that position for a while. Finally you look.