13-01-2022, 08:11 PM
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**Part 14.**
“Sir…?”, I looked at the baton, the expression of fear obvious on my face, I felt my eyes starting to water. Mr Ramana’s index finger entered my pussy, the hole stretching wider to accommodate another finger. Fuck. Constable Guna had a dangerous look to him now as he leaned back on the chair again, placing his right hand back on his cock, gripping the base pulling down his foreskin.
I reached my right arm back behind me and felt Anand’s shorts.
This caught him by surprise. He let my tits go and stood back a bit, a puzzled look on his face. “Sister..what? ..what are you doing…?”, he stammered, trying to avoid any eye contact with me as I turn my head towards him. Mr Ramana’s fingers were slowly increasing its pace, my pussy was flooded with juice.
I found Anand’s hand and pulled him beside me, standing to my right. Both of us now stood facing Mr Ramana. I looked down at his shorts, the boner was still sticking out. Constable Guna remained quiet, watching my every move, slowly stroking his cock. Fuck this. I thought to myself. I slid my right hand into his shorts. I kept my mouth shut, afraid of Constable Guna’s baton, I felt a tear leave my left eye, rolling down my cheek.
I wrapped my right hand around the base of Anand’s cock, my wrist resting on his thick pubes. Ok. I thought to myself, it didn’t feel that big. Let’s just get this over with. Gripping his cock, I let my thumb find the tip. Pushing into the thick foreskin covering his cock head, I found his pee hole and rubbed the finger around it.
“Ahhh”, a little moan escaped Anand’s mouth as his eyes rolled back a little. Anand looked at my face, then pushed his pants down to his ankles. I looked down at my right hand, Anand had about 5 inches on him. I was just grateful it wasn’t so thick. I pulled the skin back revealing the pink head, covered in slimy precum. I let go of his cock. Mr Ramana’s fingers were fully working inside my pussy now, sliding in and out.
“Stand behind her Anand”, Constable Guna said, setting the scene.
Anand moved behind me, his cock was so hard it was facing upwards, pointing at the ceiling. He looked so confused, and a little disappointed. He probably thought I was going to keep rubbing his cock. He stood quietly, his right hand holding his meat, trying to hide it from Mr Ramana and Constable Guna. Mr Ramana slowly slid his fingers out of my pussy hole and looked at me, a smile on his face.
“How did the man fuck your ass, ma? Standing up? I doubt he could reach, in a full train never the less.”, Constable Guna continued. “Wasn’t he fat? His cock wouldn’t have reached your asshole”, he sneered, looking at my face for the answer. He tightened his grip over his black cock.
“He..he pushed me down, sir.”
“On the floor? There was someone in front of you,no?”, Mr Ramana asked, his reached out with his right hand and cupped my left tit, his thumb gently moving in circles around my big areola, feeling every wrinkle and bump.
“No sir..he…he pushed me onto the old man’s lap.” I saw Mr Ramana’s eyes widen, a small smile crept upon his face. His thumb was brushing against the hard nipple now.
“Bend down”, I looked over at Constable Guna, then at the baton in front of him. Fuck. I didn’t want that thing inside me. “Put your head on Ramana Sir’s lap.”
Mr Ramana took his hand off my tit. I slowly spread my legs and arched my back, using my hands to steady myself on the arm rests of the chair, slowly lowering my face onto his lap. Mr Ramana took his glasses off and placed it on the table, then put his right hand on my head, brushing my hair back. I felt his cock bump my chin.
“Then what did you do?”
I put my hand on Mr Ramana’s zipper and slowly pulled it down. The man wasn’t even wearing any underwear, his cock flopped out onto his pants. I put my right hand on the base of his cock, holding it steady.
“What a good little slut…”, Mr Ramana whispered to me.
I avoided his eyes. The cock looked to be about 6 inches long and skinny, curved to the side like a black banana. The foreskin was already down, the purplish pink head greeted my lips. Before anybody could say anything, I stuck my wet tongue out and placed it on the tip of his cock, sliding it around the pink pee hole.
“Anand.” Constable Guna said out loud.
“Guna sir?”. Anand was waiting patiently behind me, still holding his cock. Wondering what his role was for these very awkward scenes playing out in front of him.
I wrapped my lips around Mr Ramana’s cock head, slowly moving my head down to the base. The curvy cock filling up my mouth. At least this didn’t taste as bad. Mr Ramana was stroking my hair.
“Ahhhhhh”, a moan escaped his mouth as he closed his eyes.
“Put your cock inside her ass, Anand”.I heard Constable Guna say. Oh shit. My ass was dry as hell. I knew this was going to hurt.
I took my mouth off Mr Ramana’s cock,“Sir….sir…my ass is dry sir…”, I pleaded. Looking up at Mr Ramana then at Constable Guna.
Constable Guna picked up baton. “Either you take that, or this.”
I started to cry. Mr Ramana looked at my face, and wiped the tears off my cheeks. He lifted his ass from the chair a little bit and pulled his pants down to his knees. I watched his balls drop down ,hanging low between his legs.
“Shhh, it’s ok, ma.”, he said, stroking my hair. “Just suck my cock like the good little slut that you are.”
I felt Anand’s hands on my butt cheeks as he spread it open, my little puckered hole staring him in the face. Holding my ass apart with one hand, and his cock in another, he guided the head to the hole, rubbing his precum at the entrance.
Mr Ramana gripped my hair and forcefully pulled my head back.
“Owwwww”, fuck. My scalp was burning, I sniffled, tears rolling down my cheeks. I could feel Anand’s cock head forcing its way into my butt hole, pushing hard.
“I said suck, you little whore.”, Mr Ramana looked me in the eyes.
Holding on tight to the chair arm rests, I took Mr Ramana’s curved cock back into my mouth. From the back, I felt Anand’s cock head enter my anus. “Mmmmpphhhhhhh..mmmphhhhhh”, I tried shouting with the cock in my mouth. It was so dry and painful. Mr Ramana put both his hands on my head, gripping my hair, and started to move his hips into my face, fucking my mouth. The cock head was hitting the back of my throat every time he thrusted into me. “mmmphh…mmph…”.
From the back, Anand was spreading my ass cheeks wide, pushing his cock up my dry butthole. I looked up at Mr Ramana with his hard cock in my mouth, tears streaming down my face.
He smiled.
**End of Part 14.**
“Sir…?”, I looked at the baton, the expression of fear obvious on my face, I felt my eyes starting to water. Mr Ramana’s index finger entered my pussy, the hole stretching wider to accommodate another finger. Fuck. Constable Guna had a dangerous look to him now as he leaned back on the chair again, placing his right hand back on his cock, gripping the base pulling down his foreskin.
I reached my right arm back behind me and felt Anand’s shorts.
This caught him by surprise. He let my tits go and stood back a bit, a puzzled look on his face. “Sister..what? ..what are you doing…?”, he stammered, trying to avoid any eye contact with me as I turn my head towards him. Mr Ramana’s fingers were slowly increasing its pace, my pussy was flooded with juice.
I found Anand’s hand and pulled him beside me, standing to my right. Both of us now stood facing Mr Ramana. I looked down at his shorts, the boner was still sticking out. Constable Guna remained quiet, watching my every move, slowly stroking his cock. Fuck this. I thought to myself. I slid my right hand into his shorts. I kept my mouth shut, afraid of Constable Guna’s baton, I felt a tear leave my left eye, rolling down my cheek.
I wrapped my right hand around the base of Anand’s cock, my wrist resting on his thick pubes. Ok. I thought to myself, it didn’t feel that big. Let’s just get this over with. Gripping his cock, I let my thumb find the tip. Pushing into the thick foreskin covering his cock head, I found his pee hole and rubbed the finger around it.
“Ahhh”, a little moan escaped Anand’s mouth as his eyes rolled back a little. Anand looked at my face, then pushed his pants down to his ankles. I looked down at my right hand, Anand had about 5 inches on him. I was just grateful it wasn’t so thick. I pulled the skin back revealing the pink head, covered in slimy precum. I let go of his cock. Mr Ramana’s fingers were fully working inside my pussy now, sliding in and out.
“Stand behind her Anand”, Constable Guna said, setting the scene.
Anand moved behind me, his cock was so hard it was facing upwards, pointing at the ceiling. He looked so confused, and a little disappointed. He probably thought I was going to keep rubbing his cock. He stood quietly, his right hand holding his meat, trying to hide it from Mr Ramana and Constable Guna. Mr Ramana slowly slid his fingers out of my pussy hole and looked at me, a smile on his face.
“How did the man fuck your ass, ma? Standing up? I doubt he could reach, in a full train never the less.”, Constable Guna continued. “Wasn’t he fat? His cock wouldn’t have reached your asshole”, he sneered, looking at my face for the answer. He tightened his grip over his black cock.
“He..he pushed me down, sir.”
“On the floor? There was someone in front of you,no?”, Mr Ramana asked, his reached out with his right hand and cupped my left tit, his thumb gently moving in circles around my big areola, feeling every wrinkle and bump.
“No sir..he…he pushed me onto the old man’s lap.” I saw Mr Ramana’s eyes widen, a small smile crept upon his face. His thumb was brushing against the hard nipple now.
“Bend down”, I looked over at Constable Guna, then at the baton in front of him. Fuck. I didn’t want that thing inside me. “Put your head on Ramana Sir’s lap.”
Mr Ramana took his hand off my tit. I slowly spread my legs and arched my back, using my hands to steady myself on the arm rests of the chair, slowly lowering my face onto his lap. Mr Ramana took his glasses off and placed it on the table, then put his right hand on my head, brushing my hair back. I felt his cock bump my chin.
“Then what did you do?”
I put my hand on Mr Ramana’s zipper and slowly pulled it down. The man wasn’t even wearing any underwear, his cock flopped out onto his pants. I put my right hand on the base of his cock, holding it steady.
“What a good little slut…”, Mr Ramana whispered to me.
I avoided his eyes. The cock looked to be about 6 inches long and skinny, curved to the side like a black banana. The foreskin was already down, the purplish pink head greeted my lips. Before anybody could say anything, I stuck my wet tongue out and placed it on the tip of his cock, sliding it around the pink pee hole.
“Anand.” Constable Guna said out loud.
“Guna sir?”. Anand was waiting patiently behind me, still holding his cock. Wondering what his role was for these very awkward scenes playing out in front of him.
I wrapped my lips around Mr Ramana’s cock head, slowly moving my head down to the base. The curvy cock filling up my mouth. At least this didn’t taste as bad. Mr Ramana was stroking my hair.
“Ahhhhhh”, a moan escaped his mouth as he closed his eyes.
“Put your cock inside her ass, Anand”.I heard Constable Guna say. Oh shit. My ass was dry as hell. I knew this was going to hurt.
I took my mouth off Mr Ramana’s cock,“Sir….sir…my ass is dry sir…”, I pleaded. Looking up at Mr Ramana then at Constable Guna.
Constable Guna picked up baton. “Either you take that, or this.”
I started to cry. Mr Ramana looked at my face, and wiped the tears off my cheeks. He lifted his ass from the chair a little bit and pulled his pants down to his knees. I watched his balls drop down ,hanging low between his legs.
“Shhh, it’s ok, ma.”, he said, stroking my hair. “Just suck my cock like the good little slut that you are.”
I felt Anand’s hands on my butt cheeks as he spread it open, my little puckered hole staring him in the face. Holding my ass apart with one hand, and his cock in another, he guided the head to the hole, rubbing his precum at the entrance.
Mr Ramana gripped my hair and forcefully pulled my head back.
“Owwwww”, fuck. My scalp was burning, I sniffled, tears rolling down my cheeks. I could feel Anand’s cock head forcing its way into my butt hole, pushing hard.
“I said suck, you little whore.”, Mr Ramana looked me in the eyes.
Holding on tight to the chair arm rests, I took Mr Ramana’s curved cock back into my mouth. From the back, I felt Anand’s cock head enter my anus. “Mmmmpphhhhhhh..mmmphhhhhh”, I tried shouting with the cock in my mouth. It was so dry and painful. Mr Ramana put both his hands on my head, gripping my hair, and started to move his hips into my face, fucking my mouth. The cock head was hitting the back of my throat every time he thrusted into me. “mmmphh…mmph…”.
From the back, Anand was spreading my ass cheeks wide, pushing his cock up my dry butthole. I looked up at Mr Ramana with his hard cock in my mouth, tears streaming down my face.
He smiled.
**End of Part 14.**
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