.A.Yy..Aa…aah.. Itna jor se kyon pel the ho..” mei dard se chat patathi boli. Ne jaane kyon itni bar karane ke baad bhi bhayya ka har bar pichli s... jyada motapa lagtha.“chup.. Chunnu.. 7, 8 mahine se tho lerahi hai phir bhi nakhre karthi hai..” aur bhayya ne meri chutad par apni hatheli ka ek maar padi. “aaahhh..Umm..” mei dard aur jalan se phir cheek padi. Bhayya mere chutadon par ek hath chalathe hue dusre hath se mere mast boobs ko masal rahe the.. Nipples ko pinchkar rahe the. Mujhe tho. She became excited. She was even anxious as all get out at the very same time. She couldn’t believe it. To have him there, while she was about to do what she was going to do was a very strong possibility to her. She knew that for sure. Her hands moved all her body. They moved through her hair more then enough times and of course she was touching her body everywhere too. She tried getting relaxed on the bed and wished he’d be there to do what she was doing. She wished that he’d come and watch. Zoë had moved over from a small town a few months ago, seeking opportunities in various clubs. She'd been sharing a room with another background singer. She was sexually assaulted by her roommate's boyfriend before she moved out. She was offered a bed by another singer at the club, only to find herself a target of abuse by him and assaults by his friends. The safest place on earth for her over the past several weeks had been my dirty and filthy room.Zoë went on working on and off at different. But I want more. Driver, why don't you find us all a quiet spot to get better acquainted?" He nodded eagerly, flicked off the meter, and gunned it as the light turned green.Turning to the man beside her, she sized him up for the first time. He was middle-aged, caucasian, with a handsome face, and touches of gray in his dark hair. He was wearing an expensive overcoat above a gray business suit. His tie was loose, his top button undone, and a small tent obvious through the thin material of his.