Your…..name?”As I rode the waves of pleasure surging through my body, I completely forgot the fake name I had decided to give my “clients” in ...he brothel, and bulrted out my real name –“Muktaaaa!”“Mukta… You are a hot item Mukta…. You are my dream come true!” Birju said as he kept banging me.I wondered to myself if this guy, from a similar economic background as Zahid, would last as long inside me as Zahid had. The build up to this night started two months back. Well, technically, it started. So we decided to meet in the part at 5 pm she gave her address.I got ready and went there and made a call to her she came within 2 minutes.As we met for the first time I couldn’t make a clear eye contact with her and was looking down an talking ,actually I was looking at her boobs hehe hehe ,frankly speaking they are really huge boobs I just wanted to grab her and bite those bustyy boobs.Then we had a nice pizza we left home.After returning home she texted me saying she really liked my company. Then there was a knock on my door. Um, Mr. Tony. She called out from the other side. I had insisted on dropping the formality and calling me by my first name, so she compromised and called me Mr.Tony. The sudden knock accompanied by her voice and the fact that I was jerking off to a video of her playing with herself that I had recorded without her knowledge made me literally jump. I knocked over a few things on my desk and my stomach flipped. Heart racing I pulled it together and shut the video. "How" he asked, as I slid into the cool bed next to him. "I met her at work, she was sexy and I wanted her" I shrugged and he shook his head. "We fuck all the time, maybe if you be a good boy I will let you watch" I grinned playfully and he rolled his eyes. "No such thing" he laughed and there was a knock at the door. She walked in after I gave permission, carrying a large tray full of food. She moved to the small table toward the end of the bed. Bending over innocently, showing off the nice.