Fantasy (Finished Ch.3) Dadi's Little Slut - **Old/Young, Forced, Exhibition, Humiliation**
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**Part 33.**

Manisha continued to suck; Ganesh’s entire ball sack engulfed inside her mouth. I could make out the weight of his thick black cock resting on her nose, the fat black mushroom head hitting her eye every time she adjusted her mouth. Ganesh was smiling, as if proud of himself for having a beautiful young girl pleasing him between his legs. 
 
Thup!Thup! Senthil continued to slowly pound my ass, his hand still playing with my pussy. His index finger had found my clit as he slowly massaged it. “Hmm....clench your asshole tighter.”, he whispered into my ear as I tried to squeeze the rim of my anus around his shaft. “Fuck...tighter whore. Keep squeezing...”, he said in between deep breaths. Senthil gabbed his cup, taking another swing of the cheap whisky as I started to feel his cock tensing deep inside me.  

Ganesh grabbed Manisha’s hair, pulling her head upwards. His balls wet and dripping saliva. He adjusted himself, slowly rubbing the tip of his fat cock head on her lips, indicating for her to open her mouth. Rahul continued to watch, his right hand now on his little cock, gently stroking himself.   

“You like this boy?”, Ganesh looked up at him. “Do you like watching your girl being treated like a cheap whore.”  

“Yes uncle...”, Rahul said softly, his face flushed from embarrassment and guilt.   

Ganesh chuckled at him.”Fucking cuck...”. Manisha’s lips parted, taking the black mushroom into her mouth. Her eyes were closed as she gently bit down on the head, her tongue playing and teasing his pee hole. “Look at her boy...”, Ganesh laughed, “She loves sucking cock.”, he slowly started to stroke the meat with Manisha working on the head.   
 
Thup.Thup.Thup....”Ahhhh...Fuck....ahhhhh”, Senthil moaned loudly, his glasses falling off from his face onto the floor as his body jerked violently upwards, shooting his cum deep inside my ass. I felt the depths starting to fill up with creamy liquid. Senthil’s body went limp as he slowly pushed me off him, his cock exiting my cum filled anus with a soft pop. He came a lot the second time. I could feel the liquid trying to push its way out of my little hole.  
 
I stood up, clenching my anus shut as best I can to avoid having his cum drip down onto my legs. I placed my hand behind me, pushing my butt cheeks together to go into the bathroom and clean myself when I left Senthil grab my arm, holding me in my place.   
 
“Bastard!.”, Senthil called Rahul. 
 
“Ye...yes..uncle..”, Rahul stopped rubbing his cock, taking his eyes off Manisha and looked at Senthil with fear. Senthil’s mouth crept into a smile.  
 
“Get on the floor and clean her ass.”, Senthil said. Ganesh heard him and laughed. Senthil picked up his phone. I could hear the screen unlock as he positioned the camera towards my ass, setting the phone to record.  
 
I could feel a little bit of goo exit my anus. “Yes. Good idea, Senthil sir.”, Ganesh said in between soft moans from the blowjob he was getting from Manisha. “Go on, boy.”. Manisha’s eyes perked up, looking at Rahul and he slowly made his way behind me. He got down on his knees, placing his face close to my ass, preparing himself to suck out Senthil’s cum.  
 
“Come on. Hurry up.”, Senthil said, watching the show, his laid back on the chair, his cock semi hard. He took another cigarette out of the pack, lighting it up to take a deep puff while still holding his phone. “Spread your ass for the rich bastard. “  

I bend forward a little bit, I could feel the force of Senthil’s cum pushing hard against my clenched hole, trying it’s best to come out. Rahul placed his hands on top of mine, his mouth slightly open as he pushed my butt cheeks apart. I could not help what happened next.  
 
My anus expanded, thick sprays of Senthil’s cum started to squirt out of the hole with little prrt prrt farting noises. Rahul was not expecting it, his face changed to shock as the cum hit his face hard, entering his mouth, eyes and nose. Fuck. This was the most humiliating thing I have ever experienced.   

I was standing there with my legs spread slightly, my body was arched down a little bit. Rahul was on his knees behind me, pushing my butt cheeks apart and receiving thick squirts of cum spraying out of my gaping anus. Thick creamy liquid was spreading down my pussy, thighs and slowly running down my legs.  
 
“Wow!!”Senthil and Ganesh cheered on, slowly clapping. Manisha took her mouth off Ganesh’s cock, watching us in shock. “That’s it. What a show.”, Ganesh clapped. “Clean her, boy.”, he grabbed Manisha’s head, forcing it back down onto his cock, sliding it all the way down her throat as she started to make gagging noises. Her eyes were shot wide open, her hands against the legs of the chair, trying to push away. 
 
“Mmpphhh....mmphhhh”, she chocked, her eyes watering as she tried to breathe with her face buried deep inside his springy pubic hair.  
 
Rahul’s hands were still on top of mine, holding it down, keeping my ass spread. He brought his cum drenched face close to my asshole, slowly licking it. He sucked on every drop of cum, then lapping my butt cheeks and thighs. Using his tongue and saliva to clean my body. We both could hear gagging sounds coming from Manisha behind us as she chocked on Ganesh’s fat cock.  
 
Rahul continued to lick, making sure every surface area of my skin was free of Senthil’s cum. Senthil watched on, delighted at the sight of Rahul’s humiliation. A few minutes later, Rahul finally finished, looking exhausted. His entire face covered in Senthil’s cum. His cock was still hard, neither man giving him a chance to please himself. It stood out like a small pole from between his legs, attached to Rahul as he followed every command given by Senthil and Ganesh.  
 
Senthil was smiling, he had everything on video. He watched the video again, forwarding it to watch my anus squirting cum on Rahul’s face again. I could hear the soft farting noises coming off his phone as he laughed.  
 
I turned around, looking down at Rahul who was still on his knees on the floor. “I’m sorry Rahul.”, I blurted out, tearing slightly.  
 
He kept quiet, looking at the floor, unable to face me after the humiliation and embarrassment he is continuously enduring. He looked sad and pitiful. Even with Manisha and me taking physical sexual assaults against our bodies, he still took the main brunt of mental torture and degradation. I still felt bad for him.  
 
I collapsed backwards onto the bed, laying down on the slightly damp mattress from Manisha’s pee. I turned my body sideways, watching her continue to suck on the thick black cock. Even Rahul turned around, still on the floor, looking up at Senthil then at Ganesh.  
 
I was praying that this would come to an end soon. There was no point in us resisting their demands, at this point, I think we were praying that they would leave after cumming multiple times so we could all go home and lick our wounds. I don’t know if Rahul will even tell his father about what is taking place today, let alone get these two their cash.  

Deep down, I had a feeling Senthil would use the photos and videos to perhaps blackmail Rahul’s family into paying them off as Rahul is in most of the content in their possession.

**End of Part 33.**
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