M: Ok. Don’t tell. I am coming to your house.I knew where she lived. As per Neha, she didn’t know where I will show up or not. As I am of very unp...edictable person. She was not very clear. She told me later that she was not sure and scared about how to introduce me to her family.I being sorted, had a plan for that.Her house is nearly 1 hour by train from my place. As I used to live in the hostel I didn’t have any vehicle. (I also preferred train in Mumbai due to traffic) Neha tried to call me,. Yes, the wounded man was John Glover, the leader of the outlaw gang. The six women had been sex slaves of the gang and had been raped every night. The whip scars were the remnant of punishment for not doing the things the members of the gang wanted them to do. At one time, there had been one sex slave for each gang member, but so many had been whipped to death in the past 2 months, that these women were the only ones left. The gang had been out the day before on a search for women to replenish. She got off me and got on her knees, unbuckling my belt and lowering my pants to my ankles. She grabbed my cock and looked at for a few seconds, slowly jerking it up and down. She placed her glossy lips onto the head of my cock and I could feel her tongue wrap around it. She gently sucked and licked my head, then she reached down and grabbed my balls, slowly massaging them. She continued massaging my balls while licking my dick for about three minutes and then stopped and stood up. I opened my. I begin to press against you more urgently as our movements are becoming more physical, we are moving from a slow foreplay to a more needed contact. As I'm pressing against you, my body weight is causing you to step forward, one step, then two then...you are pressed against the window. I remove my hand holding your nipple, bringing it to your hip. I continue to tease your pussy but I know I need to be inside you. I need you this very moment.I pull your hip back and line my cock with your.