She was reaching a critical point in her carreer. Her plastic surgery operations were starting to become too noticeable, and her videos were getting l...ss views. However, she had avoided a complete collapse by becoming more extreme, doing stuff some of her colleagues would have found revolter, like blowing a shemale while getting shit on, or stuff like that. She didn't care what the other thought. The others might fuck their colleagues for a living, but she lived to fuck. She was probably the. Phir maine usse nashe main poocha manju tumne kabhi kisi ke saath sex kiya hai to usne bola nahi or mujheKabhi kisi ke saath kerna bhi nahi hai maine use bola ek bar kerke dekho bahoot maja aata hai to usne bola maine tumhare kahne per drink ker li to bahoot maja nahi aaya ….maine usse poocha maja kyon nahi aaya to usne bola kuch ho he nahi raha hai maine bola main or leker ke aata hoon to usne bola thik hai main market sai jakar ke ek or half leker ke aa gaya or aadha half manju ko pila diya. She teased his thighs and belly, nibbling his hip with her pointed teeth and poking her tongue into his navel, the beleaguered human unable to suppress the telltale tremors that rolled through his body and betrayed his turmoil to her leering gaze.After a few minutes, the torture became too much for him to bear and he begged for relief, his voice cracking as she explored his balls with her slimy tongue.“Shit Nazka, I can’t ... you’re driving me crazy.”She snickered, dragging her tongue from the. One man walked up to her as he was playing with himself and came all over her face. Thats the only help youll be getting, Sugar. he smirked as he slapped his cock across her rosey cheeks smearing cum over her lips. John appeared with a white rag in his hand, he grabbed a fist full of her hair and covered her mouth and nose with the rag. As she drew deep breaths everything became hazy. When Lola came to again she was lying on a mattress covered in sweat, cum and tears, alone. She could hear.