27-10-2023, 12:52 PM
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Glimpse of whore dance:
Apu somehow managed to take Purva's phone secretly to his room along with the earphones.
When Purva and Fatema were busy in their talk he closed the door and switched off the light and opened that porn site where he found Purva's videos.
He used to check that site every night. And that night he was lucky.
He saw a new video had uploaded.
He quickly played the video.
The uploader's name was Purvika. Now who was that Purvika? Apu assumed that it would be his own mother, Purva. But why would she upload her own videos? No, no not possible.
The previous uploader's name was Mehmoodvale. He guessed that all these Poorvika or Mehmood Vale are the same person.
Anyway, who knows. He just concentrated on the video.
It was almost a 9 minute video.
The video started.
The screen was black and an announcement was going on in Hindi, " Dosto aapke kahnese, sirf aap ke kahne se hamne aaj junior govinda, Pappu Rangila ko hamare bich paya hai. Aur apna karishma dikhane Rangila manch pe aa raha hai. Aur uske sang apni jalwa dikhane aa rahi hai aap sabki pyari Purva…..
Jordar taalio ke sath swagat karie Pappu Rangila, Pappu Rangila, Rangila, Rangila Aur Besharam Randi, Besharam Randi…Purva, Purva, Purva, Purva, Ko, ko, ko, ko, ko…..
The sound echoed and the crowd went crazy.
The chreers and round of claps almost crack the ear buds on his ear. Apu quickly reduced the volume.
Slowly the light fell on the excited clapping crowd and the camera ran above the crowd.
Apu saw two old men clapping in the front row. They looked very familiar to him. But he couldn't recognize them.
The view came from the stage now.
The curtain was lifting up slowly and a beat of Congo dram playing monotonously, " Tum tung tu tum. Tung.. Tum tung to tum tung…"
And then a loud Giggling of a woman, " Ha ha ha ha ha, Haaaaw…..
Then the curtain went up and a dim light fall on the two sides of the stage. There were some half naked men standing in rows in both sides of the stage, wrapping some coconut leaves on their waist and top less. Dark green and red colors were camouflaging their cheeks.
They were looking like tribal dancers.
Bending their knees a little they were throwing their hands to the front making their palms like tiger paws and the sound was coming, " O Mama, O Mama, O Mama, O Mama…And the Congo Beats were playing continuously.
Then the loud giggle came again…Ha ha ha ha ha haaa….
And the spotlight fell on a woman covered in Black Burqa from head to toe, tied with a rounded black Curt board.
And then The hero appeared with knives in his hands.
The beats and the chorus along with the giggling continued.
Pappu Rangila started dancing with the beat and he suddenly threw a knife which hit the Curt board, just two centimeters away from Purva's armpit. It actually hit the Burqa and entered into the board. The Burqa also stuck into the tip of the knief and entered inside the board with the knief.
The giggling and orgasamic laughter came again and Rangila twisted his hips and made a round and threw another knief and that hit the other side of her armpit and stuck the Burqa.
And the song started," Mai Aaya Tere Liye".....
Pappu was wearing a Poncho made of some tarpaulin clothes and a leather plant. He was throwing the knives and knives were hitting the board around her body and attached to her body.
With every throw her body was shaking and just at the same time the giggling sound was coming.
Finally the last knief hit just a few millimeters away from her head and that stuck the head cover with the board.
Purva stepped forward and the burqa remained stuck with the board hanging from the knives.
The loud cheering noise came again.
Her face was covered with a very transparent silver muslin cloth and that was embroidered with some sparkling stones.
Her eyes were open and decorated with dark mascara and bluish eye shadows and enlarged eyebrows.
The dark red lipstick was visible through the muslin mask.
She was wearing a golden colored lacy fringes bra and a same golden sparkling and lacey fringey mini skirt.
You can't say that it was a bra and a skirt.
Actually a red one centimeter silk thread was tied around her chest above her breasts and those fringes were dangling from that thread over her dangling boobs. And the fringes were uneven in length. Some were coming up to her belly and some were ending just halfway of her white milky boobs. Some were not covering her bottom areolas also.
And the skirt was also the same. A red silky thread was tied around her waist, very low on her hips and some fringes were dangling at the back just covering her butts. But the bottom of her butts were exposed and at the front it was just covering her crotch and just coming one inch below her pussy.
All the fringe were dangling separately and very light in weight m so they were moving aside or overlapping each other and making a gap between them. Her boobs were bouncing freely behind those fringe and in some intervals the spectators could see a glimpse of her naked areolas and green colored public hair. They could also catch a glimpse of her nipples and pussy but maybe the nipples and her pussy were covered with something very tiny.
That was making an illusion among the spectators.
They were hullaring and trying to see her nipples and her pussy. Whenever the fringes were making gaps they were going crazy. But they were getting disappointed every time. And that was making them impatient. The curiosity was building.
Though she had a mask, Apu or anyone familiar could easily recognize that it was her.
Purva was using the entire stage and going to every corner along with Rangila. She was bending, twisting, lifting her shoulders and lifting her arms and throwing them in the air.
Sometimes she was jumping on the spot or making a 1.2.1,left right jump along with the rhythm.
Rangila was holding a knife and sliding the knife through her exposed skin.
At the middle of the song the monotonous Congo beats come again.
Purva lifted her arms.
Apu could see the left red and right yellow colored armpit hair.
With the beat Rangila slid the knife blade through her nose tip and her mask and then through her throat to her right shoulder and then to her armpit and slid through her ribs and ended at her hips.
She was quivering and twisting like a snake.
Then the O Mamma, O Mamma hullaring started and Rangila went behind. The tribal looking dancers came closer and started molesting her. They were touching her everywhere.
Lifting and pressing her boobs.
Putting their hands under her fringe skirt and rubbing her pussy slit.
And then turning her back and shaking and slapping her ass cheeks.
Apu noticed that some kind of green, blue and red light flashing through the fringe from her ass.
He couldn't help himself and his dick sprung straight and he screamed in pain.
Then men lifted her on their shoulders and brought her to the front, near the edge.
Some of them had spears with them.
Maybe the spears were made of plywood. But they were sharp.
The dancers were poking her with those spears.
The camera went a little back in the crowd and was showing the performance from above.
The two old men were dancing in full mood.
The tribes put her down slowly.
Their hands were roaming on her body.
The fringes were slided apart.
And her boobs were on display but the nipples were covered in some kind of golden caps and some tiny chains were dangling from those nipple caps.
Purva was shivering and making a mixed expression of fear and arousal together.
They put her down.
Her eyes fell on those two old bearded men and she curiously looked twice at them and then she put her fingers into her mouth through the mask and bit her fingers.
Suddenly one spear hit her shoulder and she bent down on the stage.
The tribes started pulling her arms from opposite sides.
Once she was going left with them and then she was moving towards the right with them.
Suppose they were playing tug of war with her.
Suddenly one older tribal man came and pushed everyone aside and pulled her bra.
The thread around her chest broke and the fringe bra came to his hand.
Purva quickly put her arm over her boobs.
Then the man pulled her skirt and threw it into the air to the crowd.
The crowd went crazy to catch the skirt.
Purva quickly put her palm over her pussy.
Then from somewhere Rangila entered the stage with a summer salt and made a false kick to the man.
The man jumped to the side and made some volts and went aside.
Then Rangila showed some knief movements and ran towards the other tribe dancers and all of them ran away from the stage.
Purva was standing at the front and at the center of the stage. All the flashlights were on her.
And she was acting like a very scared and ashamed woman.
She was continuously adjusting her hand over her boobs and on her pussy and sometimes intentionally sliding her arm down from her boobs and again sliding her arm up above her boobs and again covering her boobs.
Also she was crossing her legs scarily and sometimes putting her palm on her left thigh or on her right thigh.
She was crossing her legs tightly and bending forward and removing her hand from her pussy and putting her palm on her ass crack and then turning back to see how Rangila was fighting with the tribes.
Though her palm was on her ass crack but her butts and the top and bottom parts of her crack was visible. And a red, green and blue light was flashing through the gap of her fingers.
There was thrilling music with heavy beats running in the background.
They must have mixed the song with another soundtrack.
Pappu Rangila, The duplicate Govinda was busy in fighting dance with other dancers.
And then three men rushed to Purva with the spears.
Purva looked back in fear but she found that she was standing at the edge of the stage.
Her palm from her ass removed and she stretched her two arms to stop those three men.
Her naked ass crack was on display under the bright floodlights.
And there was a heart shaped stone peeping from her ass hole which was flashing lights which were changing in Ruby Red, Emerald Green and blue stone blue and then diamond white.
The tribe warrior dancers came near her.
She bent her head and waist towards them. And thus her ass pushed back and was hanging outside the stage towards the audience.
She folded her hands to them and was bending continuously in front of them.
A shrill scary woman voice shouted in the music system, "Bachaoooo, Rangila Bachaoooo"
Apu realized that it was his mother's own voice.
The dancers pulled her arms.
She struggled to free her from them and in that possess she turned towards the crowd
They were pulling her arms from the back and she was pulling her body away from them.
Thus her legs were just at the edge of the stage and her body was leaning out from the stage at a 70 degree angle.
Her naked boobs were dangling but the nipples were covered with golden caps and from each cap three chains were dangling and at the tip of the chain the tiny bells were dangling.
Her crotch and public hair was on display and her hair was colored green.
But there was a one inch wide and three inches long golden tape dangling before her pussy hole.
And the camera zoomed in and Apu saw that her large clit was erect and the golden tiny cloth was tied with her erected clit.
He could see some rings attached with her pussy lips which were outlining from that tiny piece of cloth.
Purva was naked even not fully naked.
Then Rangila came and made some false fighting moves and the three men acted like they were defeated and ran away.
Purva became Happy and her hands were hanging from her both sides and her wrise were bent upwards and she turned towards him like a key doll.
Rangila removed his Poncho shirt with one move and threw it away and then spread his hands like Sharukh Khan.
Purva ran and crashed into his chest.
The original song started playing again.
"May Aya Tere Liye
May Aya Tere Liye
Hoto pe leke tarane
Jadu suro ke jagane
Masti ke Nagme sunane aa gayee".....
Purva and Rangila started Dancing again on the stage. The lights were flashing from her ass hole and the cups and the golden tape were dangling.
And then a saxophone part came.
Purva turned towards the audience and Rangila stood behind her.
Tara ta ra, tara ta ra tara ta ra taaa…
She was twisting her waist and shaking her boobs and Rangila was fingering her pussy.
The giggling started again and Purva was spreading her legs and lifting her crotch.
The saxophone and the giggling, " Ha ha ha ha ha and the orgasamic moan, " Aaaaah.. Haaayyyy….and the congo, bongo and Thumba beats mixed together.
She turned around and started twerking her butt cheeks.
Rangila pushed his fingers beside the stone in her ass and started pulling it out and then pushing it in again and then he popped it out and showed it to the audience. And then pushed it into her anal hole again.
She hugged him and rubbed her palm on his crotch.
He pushed her away and turned her towards the audience.
She was wearing a wig. He pulled the wig from behind and her rainbow colored two cm long hair exposed to the audience.
Then he started pumping her breasts from behind.
And slowly the cups fell down from her nipples.
The chorus started, O Mamma, O Mamma, O Mamma….
Rangila left her boobs and she started shaking her boobs freely to the sides, ups and down.
Rangila tapped on her clit and then left her to Dance solo.
He stepped back.
Purva was in the middle of. The stage.
She bent her knees a little and lifted her crotch and started jumping forward with every beat. Just like Mithun Chakraborty's "I Am a disco dancer".
She came to the edge and started moving her pelvis back and forth and she was twitching her clit.
And slowly the golden cloth loosened off from her clit and it started floating in the air towards the audience.
The
Second row audience started a competition to catch that floating cloth.
She continued twitching her clit ups and down for a while then the starting music started. The guitar tunes.
She turned back and went to Rangila with a rhythm. Rangila tried to kiss her but she put her finger on his lips and signaled to wait.
Then she removed the mask with one snatch and threw it on the stage.
And just then the bright light went off and a neon blue, dim but warm red and smoky dark green colored light started altering on the stage. Some smoke started coming from the side.
They started kissing each other and Purva was rubbing her naked crotch on his penis through his pants.
He was pressing her boobs.
Then Rangila took her one leg on his hips and started thrusting his pelvis on her crotch.
Then the giggling and moaning started and he lifted her up on his lap. His face was buried between her melons and her face was above his head.
He was turning round and round and Purva stretched her arms to both sides and was giggling….
She was totally naked.
The dim lights were changing color and her face was blurry in that smoky light. And her butt plug was also changing color.
Rangila was moving round and round.
Then he pulled the butt plug out and lowered her down and pushed it into her giggling mouth.
The lights went off….
There was only a red, blue and green light flashing alternatively on the stage. Which coming from the butt plug in her mouth.
The video ended there…..
Apu somehow managed to take Purva's phone secretly to his room along with the earphones.
When Purva and Fatema were busy in their talk he closed the door and switched off the light and opened that porn site where he found Purva's videos.
He used to check that site every night. And that night he was lucky.
He saw a new video had uploaded.
He quickly played the video.
The uploader's name was Purvika. Now who was that Purvika? Apu assumed that it would be his own mother, Purva. But why would she upload her own videos? No, no not possible.
The previous uploader's name was Mehmoodvale. He guessed that all these Poorvika or Mehmood Vale are the same person.
Anyway, who knows. He just concentrated on the video.
It was almost a 9 minute video.
The video started.
The screen was black and an announcement was going on in Hindi, " Dosto aapke kahnese, sirf aap ke kahne se hamne aaj junior govinda, Pappu Rangila ko hamare bich paya hai. Aur apna karishma dikhane Rangila manch pe aa raha hai. Aur uske sang apni jalwa dikhane aa rahi hai aap sabki pyari Purva…..
Jordar taalio ke sath swagat karie Pappu Rangila, Pappu Rangila, Rangila, Rangila Aur Besharam Randi, Besharam Randi…Purva, Purva, Purva, Purva, Ko, ko, ko, ko, ko…..
The sound echoed and the crowd went crazy.
The chreers and round of claps almost crack the ear buds on his ear. Apu quickly reduced the volume.
Slowly the light fell on the excited clapping crowd and the camera ran above the crowd.
Apu saw two old men clapping in the front row. They looked very familiar to him. But he couldn't recognize them.
The view came from the stage now.
The curtain was lifting up slowly and a beat of Congo dram playing monotonously, " Tum tung tu tum. Tung.. Tum tung to tum tung…"
And then a loud Giggling of a woman, " Ha ha ha ha ha, Haaaaw…..
Then the curtain went up and a dim light fall on the two sides of the stage. There were some half naked men standing in rows in both sides of the stage, wrapping some coconut leaves on their waist and top less. Dark green and red colors were camouflaging their cheeks.
They were looking like tribal dancers.
Bending their knees a little they were throwing their hands to the front making their palms like tiger paws and the sound was coming, " O Mama, O Mama, O Mama, O Mama…And the Congo Beats were playing continuously.
Then the loud giggle came again…Ha ha ha ha ha haaa….
And the spotlight fell on a woman covered in Black Burqa from head to toe, tied with a rounded black Curt board.
And then The hero appeared with knives in his hands.
The beats and the chorus along with the giggling continued.
Pappu Rangila started dancing with the beat and he suddenly threw a knife which hit the Curt board, just two centimeters away from Purva's armpit. It actually hit the Burqa and entered into the board. The Burqa also stuck into the tip of the knief and entered inside the board with the knief.
The giggling and orgasamic laughter came again and Rangila twisted his hips and made a round and threw another knief and that hit the other side of her armpit and stuck the Burqa.
And the song started," Mai Aaya Tere Liye".....
Pappu was wearing a Poncho made of some tarpaulin clothes and a leather plant. He was throwing the knives and knives were hitting the board around her body and attached to her body.
With every throw her body was shaking and just at the same time the giggling sound was coming.
Finally the last knief hit just a few millimeters away from her head and that stuck the head cover with the board.
Purva stepped forward and the burqa remained stuck with the board hanging from the knives.
The loud cheering noise came again.
Her face was covered with a very transparent silver muslin cloth and that was embroidered with some sparkling stones.
Her eyes were open and decorated with dark mascara and bluish eye shadows and enlarged eyebrows.
The dark red lipstick was visible through the muslin mask.
She was wearing a golden colored lacy fringes bra and a same golden sparkling and lacey fringey mini skirt.
You can't say that it was a bra and a skirt.
Actually a red one centimeter silk thread was tied around her chest above her breasts and those fringes were dangling from that thread over her dangling boobs. And the fringes were uneven in length. Some were coming up to her belly and some were ending just halfway of her white milky boobs. Some were not covering her bottom areolas also.
And the skirt was also the same. A red silky thread was tied around her waist, very low on her hips and some fringes were dangling at the back just covering her butts. But the bottom of her butts were exposed and at the front it was just covering her crotch and just coming one inch below her pussy.
All the fringe were dangling separately and very light in weight m so they were moving aside or overlapping each other and making a gap between them. Her boobs were bouncing freely behind those fringe and in some intervals the spectators could see a glimpse of her naked areolas and green colored public hair. They could also catch a glimpse of her nipples and pussy but maybe the nipples and her pussy were covered with something very tiny.
That was making an illusion among the spectators.
They were hullaring and trying to see her nipples and her pussy. Whenever the fringes were making gaps they were going crazy. But they were getting disappointed every time. And that was making them impatient. The curiosity was building.
Though she had a mask, Apu or anyone familiar could easily recognize that it was her.
Purva was using the entire stage and going to every corner along with Rangila. She was bending, twisting, lifting her shoulders and lifting her arms and throwing them in the air.
Sometimes she was jumping on the spot or making a 1.2.1,left right jump along with the rhythm.
Rangila was holding a knife and sliding the knife through her exposed skin.
At the middle of the song the monotonous Congo beats come again.
Purva lifted her arms.
Apu could see the left red and right yellow colored armpit hair.
With the beat Rangila slid the knife blade through her nose tip and her mask and then through her throat to her right shoulder and then to her armpit and slid through her ribs and ended at her hips.
She was quivering and twisting like a snake.
Then the O Mamma, O Mamma hullaring started and Rangila went behind. The tribal looking dancers came closer and started molesting her. They were touching her everywhere.
Lifting and pressing her boobs.
Putting their hands under her fringe skirt and rubbing her pussy slit.
And then turning her back and shaking and slapping her ass cheeks.
Apu noticed that some kind of green, blue and red light flashing through the fringe from her ass.
He couldn't help himself and his dick sprung straight and he screamed in pain.
Then men lifted her on their shoulders and brought her to the front, near the edge.
Some of them had spears with them.
Maybe the spears were made of plywood. But they were sharp.
The dancers were poking her with those spears.
The camera went a little back in the crowd and was showing the performance from above.
The two old men were dancing in full mood.
The tribes put her down slowly.
Their hands were roaming on her body.
The fringes were slided apart.
And her boobs were on display but the nipples were covered in some kind of golden caps and some tiny chains were dangling from those nipple caps.
Purva was shivering and making a mixed expression of fear and arousal together.
They put her down.
Her eyes fell on those two old bearded men and she curiously looked twice at them and then she put her fingers into her mouth through the mask and bit her fingers.
Suddenly one spear hit her shoulder and she bent down on the stage.
The tribes started pulling her arms from opposite sides.
Once she was going left with them and then she was moving towards the right with them.
Suppose they were playing tug of war with her.
Suddenly one older tribal man came and pushed everyone aside and pulled her bra.
The thread around her chest broke and the fringe bra came to his hand.
Purva quickly put her arm over her boobs.
Then the man pulled her skirt and threw it into the air to the crowd.
The crowd went crazy to catch the skirt.
Purva quickly put her palm over her pussy.
Then from somewhere Rangila entered the stage with a summer salt and made a false kick to the man.
The man jumped to the side and made some volts and went aside.
Then Rangila showed some knief movements and ran towards the other tribe dancers and all of them ran away from the stage.
Purva was standing at the front and at the center of the stage. All the flashlights were on her.
And she was acting like a very scared and ashamed woman.
She was continuously adjusting her hand over her boobs and on her pussy and sometimes intentionally sliding her arm down from her boobs and again sliding her arm up above her boobs and again covering her boobs.
Also she was crossing her legs scarily and sometimes putting her palm on her left thigh or on her right thigh.
She was crossing her legs tightly and bending forward and removing her hand from her pussy and putting her palm on her ass crack and then turning back to see how Rangila was fighting with the tribes.
Though her palm was on her ass crack but her butts and the top and bottom parts of her crack was visible. And a red, green and blue light was flashing through the gap of her fingers.
There was thrilling music with heavy beats running in the background.
They must have mixed the song with another soundtrack.
Pappu Rangila, The duplicate Govinda was busy in fighting dance with other dancers.
And then three men rushed to Purva with the spears.
Purva looked back in fear but she found that she was standing at the edge of the stage.
Her palm from her ass removed and she stretched her two arms to stop those three men.
Her naked ass crack was on display under the bright floodlights.
And there was a heart shaped stone peeping from her ass hole which was flashing lights which were changing in Ruby Red, Emerald Green and blue stone blue and then diamond white.
The tribe warrior dancers came near her.
She bent her head and waist towards them. And thus her ass pushed back and was hanging outside the stage towards the audience.
She folded her hands to them and was bending continuously in front of them.
A shrill scary woman voice shouted in the music system, "Bachaoooo, Rangila Bachaoooo"
Apu realized that it was his mother's own voice.
The dancers pulled her arms.
She struggled to free her from them and in that possess she turned towards the crowd
They were pulling her arms from the back and she was pulling her body away from them.
Thus her legs were just at the edge of the stage and her body was leaning out from the stage at a 70 degree angle.
Her naked boobs were dangling but the nipples were covered with golden caps and from each cap three chains were dangling and at the tip of the chain the tiny bells were dangling.
Her crotch and public hair was on display and her hair was colored green.
But there was a one inch wide and three inches long golden tape dangling before her pussy hole.
And the camera zoomed in and Apu saw that her large clit was erect and the golden tiny cloth was tied with her erected clit.
He could see some rings attached with her pussy lips which were outlining from that tiny piece of cloth.
Purva was naked even not fully naked.
Then Rangila came and made some false fighting moves and the three men acted like they were defeated and ran away.
Purva became Happy and her hands were hanging from her both sides and her wrise were bent upwards and she turned towards him like a key doll.
Rangila removed his Poncho shirt with one move and threw it away and then spread his hands like Sharukh Khan.
Purva ran and crashed into his chest.
The original song started playing again.
"May Aya Tere Liye
May Aya Tere Liye
Hoto pe leke tarane
Jadu suro ke jagane
Masti ke Nagme sunane aa gayee".....
Purva and Rangila started Dancing again on the stage. The lights were flashing from her ass hole and the cups and the golden tape were dangling.
And then a saxophone part came.
Purva turned towards the audience and Rangila stood behind her.
Tara ta ra, tara ta ra tara ta ra taaa…
She was twisting her waist and shaking her boobs and Rangila was fingering her pussy.
The giggling started again and Purva was spreading her legs and lifting her crotch.
The saxophone and the giggling, " Ha ha ha ha ha and the orgasamic moan, " Aaaaah.. Haaayyyy….and the congo, bongo and Thumba beats mixed together.
She turned around and started twerking her butt cheeks.
Rangila pushed his fingers beside the stone in her ass and started pulling it out and then pushing it in again and then he popped it out and showed it to the audience. And then pushed it into her anal hole again.
She hugged him and rubbed her palm on his crotch.
He pushed her away and turned her towards the audience.
She was wearing a wig. He pulled the wig from behind and her rainbow colored two cm long hair exposed to the audience.
Then he started pumping her breasts from behind.
And slowly the cups fell down from her nipples.
The chorus started, O Mamma, O Mamma, O Mamma….
Rangila left her boobs and she started shaking her boobs freely to the sides, ups and down.
Rangila tapped on her clit and then left her to Dance solo.
He stepped back.
Purva was in the middle of. The stage.
She bent her knees a little and lifted her crotch and started jumping forward with every beat. Just like Mithun Chakraborty's "I Am a disco dancer".
She came to the edge and started moving her pelvis back and forth and she was twitching her clit.
And slowly the golden cloth loosened off from her clit and it started floating in the air towards the audience.
The
Second row audience started a competition to catch that floating cloth.
She continued twitching her clit ups and down for a while then the starting music started. The guitar tunes.
She turned back and went to Rangila with a rhythm. Rangila tried to kiss her but she put her finger on his lips and signaled to wait.
Then she removed the mask with one snatch and threw it on the stage.
And just then the bright light went off and a neon blue, dim but warm red and smoky dark green colored light started altering on the stage. Some smoke started coming from the side.
They started kissing each other and Purva was rubbing her naked crotch on his penis through his pants.
He was pressing her boobs.
Then Rangila took her one leg on his hips and started thrusting his pelvis on her crotch.
Then the giggling and moaning started and he lifted her up on his lap. His face was buried between her melons and her face was above his head.
He was turning round and round and Purva stretched her arms to both sides and was giggling….
She was totally naked.
The dim lights were changing color and her face was blurry in that smoky light. And her butt plug was also changing color.
Rangila was moving round and round.
Then he pulled the butt plug out and lowered her down and pushed it into her giggling mouth.
The lights went off….
There was only a red, blue and green light flashing alternatively on the stage. Which coming from the butt plug in her mouth.
The video ended there…..
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